"This…"
Robin's eye began to twitch slightly, a subtle tremor forming in his gaze.
Such events truly have taken place in the universe's ancient past?
He had spent countless hours—years even—digging through knowledge in the Soul Society.
He had paid dearly in time, effort, and coin… especially in the domain of plagues—their types, their evolution, the infamous cleansing wars between plague creatures and the Stellar Academies.
Yet despite all that…
Not once did he encounter even a whisper of something called the Abyss of Doom.
No, not once did he encounter something even close to a war of that magnitude!
How could something so cataclysmic… a war that split the cosmos in two… simply vanish from history?
There could only be one explanation:
The Cosmic Elder himself.
He must have erased it. Not from spite, but from purpose.
To prevent mass panic…
To stop fear from spreading like wildfire across the stars…
