The universe was in the throes of a cataclysmic event once again.
It was an apocalyptic flood of cosmic proportions. A sight that could chill the blood of even the most hardened observer. The floodwaters, dark and ominous, were swallowing everything in their path, from the farthest reaches of space to the lowest grounds on every planet.
The stars, those eternal celestial bodies that had once been the symbols of constancy and permanence, were being swept away like dust motes in a storm. The currents were turbulent and chaotic, a maelstrom of destruction that was reshaping the very fabric of the universe.
Planets, galaxies, and nebulae, once vibrant and teeming with life, were now nothing more than flotsam and jetsam in the relentless tide. The flood was indiscriminate, sparing nothing and no one. It was a terrifying spectacle, a testament to the raw, unfettered power of nature.
