The moment the words left his mouth... reality shattered.
FWOOOOOOOOOOOSH!!
A wave of freezing energy erupted from Aestrea's blade, spreading outward faster than sound.
Everything it touched turned to white crystal. The trees, the corpses, the very ground... frozen instantly.
The red ocean shattered like glass, its fragments scattering into dust.
Clostro tried to move, tried to scream, but his voice was devoured by the cold. His body cracked as frost spread across his skin.
His scythe froze mid-swing, his divine aura crumbling under the endless white.
And then...
BOOOOOOOOOOM!
The entire domain collapsed.
The red world broke apart like fragile glass, each fragment dissolving into mist as the overwhelming cold swallowed it whole.
When the light finally faded, silence filled the world again.
The red sky was gone.
The white moon vanished.
