The world had shattered...
The Primordial Devil of Death was finally free...
Cain felt himself jolt awake. There he was, lying still on the ground. His body was mostly numb with slight hints of pain.
He was still momentarily confused, however, there was one thing he was sure of.
'I did it!' He was so elated, he simply wanted to jump up and scream with joy. However, his happiness was short-lived.
As he was lying on his back, he got to see the darkness that had brought him into this underground space conclude and contract disgustingly.
At the same time, the pool of rotting flesh and degrading bones swam quickly into the roots of the tree.
Since his body was numb and unresponsive, he could only lie down and watch all these things unfold.
With the thing acting as the roof of the underground space collapsing, light, regardless of how dim it was, flooded into the underground space.
'Ha... Just how did I reach this point?'
