The massive storm above the Land of Miracles had not abated but was steadily growing stronger. Darkness had begun to spread from the storm as it gradually devoured the light emerging from the branches of the Tree of Life.
For the first time since the dawn of the Primordial Era, darkness filled the Land of Miracles and the only light that shone was emerging from the massive lightning bolts that stretched across countless light years and the two glowing eyes above.
The cold eyes above had a piercing stare that reached into the hearts of every immortal, and some stared into the eyes for too long and their souls perished, a brief touch on their bodies shattered them to dust.
