The four of them just looked at the world.
They had never witnessed anything even remotely like this.
Even when they were in a dead place like the old pit of death, there had still been some movement or life.
But now, there was just nothing.
Literally nothing.
Just mere minutes ago, there had been humongous trees, powerful beasts, ancient Mages, vast meadows, powerful dragons, and monumental sea monsters in the world.
The world had been teeming with life and movement.
Now, there was just nothing.
The end of existence had arrived.
Such a situation was unprecedented, even for the Archivist.
The Archivist had gone through many apocalypses in his world, but none of them had even come close to something this absolute.
It was alien.
It was tragic.
