"Finally... even this last piece is now complete,"
The surface of the water was vast and waveless, and as Ra-Atum completely perished, Amon-Ra heaved a faint sigh.
Witnessing the Sun being torn asunder and then falling into the domain of the Outer Gods, a sense of inexplicable feeling stirred within him.
In an instant, the whole world began to tremble, to mourn. Waves rose upon the Primordial Waters as if bidding farewell to the Sun that had once risen from their depths.
Yet at the same moment, as the once familiar entity vanished without a trace, the unease in Amon-Ra's heart gradually dissipated, leaving behind a trace of relief.
The Outer Gods are, after all, Outer Gods, and no one can judge their actions. La couldn't guarantee that They would definitely destroy the Sun, but fortunately, They ultimately could not resist the temptation to devour the Sun and completely annihilated the Great Day of this world.
