All across Earth, every Emperor, every country leader, every President, every King, every head of state, looked up into the skies all at once.
They were all waiting for the other foot to drop, watching the timer that read just under six days like a hawk. They had been scrambling to prepare all along, clearing as many Dungeons as they could, shoring up on treasures and countermeasures against attacks they knew had to be coming.
And yes, many of them had been so very ready for something to go wrong, even though they hoped with every fiber of their being that it wouldn't happen.
When they felt the world itself tremble, they knew that they wouldn't get their wishes.
The wider universe wasn't going to wait for them to rise up. They had no patience to give, no calm to grant.
The skies split all across the world. As though a golden road had been paved from the Heavens themselves, light coalesced into beams that formed into solid earth that curled and twisted from a long distance.
