-- Kkrrrrrriiiiiiieeeeeeeekkkkhhh...!!!
The Harbinger of the End―that is, the endless sea of Nightmares―shrieked in celebration.
As if they knew their time had finally come, they all turned their heads to the black sky in a single, synchronous action, and beckoned a harsh wave of silence.
"...It's time."
Watching over them all, I couldn't help but wonder.
These Nightmares.
Were they self-aware of their fate?
The way they chaotically cried, fumbled about and acted; it was as if they had been waiting.
As if they knew their role, and as their time had finally come, they were ready.
To summon their king.
The End of Worlds
