From its body, Kevin's eyes went toward its head. Two eyes, each the size of a full moon, opened slowly. Within their depths, he could see a power that blazed with the intensity of a sun.
The weight of that gaze alone was crushing. Ancient. Infinite. Those vertical pupils did not just look at you; they were looking through your soul.
Was it just him? But it looked like those eyes were focusing on him right now.
Then, as if to prove he was right, those eyes moved.
At that very instant, Kevin felt a terrifying and extreme pressure engulf him, rooting him in his place.
The creature moved, opening its mouth that was bigger than a mouth. Rows and rows of sharp fangs glimmered with a light so incisive that it felt like it could tear through anything.
In front of that oppressive power, the very crimson world began to collapse. And before he could muster even a single thought, it devoured him whole.
