I know I've said this many times, but today really feels like the day I'm going to die.
The ground shook violently beneath me, and I clung to Creation's sleeve like it was a lifeline, as if my sheer desperation alone could keep me tethered to life.
Then, something happened that left me utterly baffled. Destruction—the psychotic, bad-tempered power—suddenly began to float in midair. And before I could even process that, Creation followed suit, rising off the ground as if pulled by some unseen force.
"No… my lifeline!" I cried out, panic squeezing my voice as I tried to yank Creation back down. But it was no use—the force pulling him was far stronger than my pitiful grip.
Both Creation and Destruction floated higher, their forms now side by side. Then, the truly bizarre happened: they began to merge.
Yes, merge. Like two puzzle pieces slotting together in a surreal cosmic display.
