On the 899th floor of the Pearl of Cappadocia.
Basileus Anaine was sitting at the head of a dazzling Golden table, wondering how eons' worth of calculations had come crashing down so spectacularly.
In the midst of her thoughts.
In the midst of her weavings.
She felt her silver white hair flicker and weave as if a heavy wind was whipping all around her.
Her head rose in confusion as an instant later, her eyes were only able to capture a flash of brilliance she had seen once before.
This light of brilliance…was already on the heads of all Basileus of Al-Abalem apart from her!
Some of its Tendrils were colorless, others an endless blue, and others shining a brilliant hue of purple.
But she could have sworn that she had seen this light before.
The moment this thought came, her eyes were only just able to capture the implosion and fracturing of the bodies and Dominium Souls of all the Basileus of Al-Abalem around her.
