Kane felt as though he had a long dream.
In the dream, all his desires became reality, it was the feeling of truly becoming a god, where the world would always respond to his thoughts.
Yet, at the other end of the sweet dream lay a land filled with corpses and remains.
Even the castle before his eyes was changing at a speed visible to the naked eye, its glamorous surface peeling away, revealing its true form.
Small mounds made of piled bones, and lanterns for illumination were actually suspended skulls, burning red flames within their dark eye sockets.
These became one of the few sources of light in this world.
When this beautiful dream ended, the sun had been swallowed by the darkness, the cracks in the clouds interconnected, and looking up at the sky revealed an endless eternal night.
"What is... happening?"
"This world has been infiltrated."
Ethan said.
