April 26, 2025.
The day after the Global Summit concluded, humanity realized how futile their efforts had been.
A cold gust of wind swept across the world, forcing everyone to look up.
In the sky, a bottomless void emerged.
Woosh!
Nine ethereal figures, draped in the same pure white robes, walked out of the hole one at a time.
This wasn't the first time they appeared.
The last time, 30% of humanity died.
Their gazes swept below, a chilling sensation washing over everyone.
But before everything else, the Nine Apostles clasped their hands together, slowly chanting.
"It is through the Undistinguishable that we live forward…"
"It is through the Unknown that we fear what is beyond…"
"It is through the Ultimate that we seek transcendence..."
Afterwards, they spread their hands, as if welcoming the arrival of their God.
However, no God appeared.
Yet, the Nine Apostles bowed respectfully, as if they had received a response.
