Omega of the Horizon.
Almond's consciousness stood before it, his entire focus on it, his mind still.
The fear was churning, but he now had absolute control over his consciousness. No deepest instincts could drive him away from this.
At the moment, Almond had completely forgotten how much time was left until this phenomenon ended for him.
All he wanted to do was understand this Omega of the Horizon—something, anything, even a little bit about its fundamentals.
The absolute darkness and the golden Ω gate. What did they entail? What did they mean?
Almond had suppressed the fear after who knows how long, and now he was receiving and perceiving the phenomenon.
He was accepting it, whatever it was, and as he did that, other things started leaving. The first to vanish was his name and then everyone else's names in his memories.
