When waves arrived, hearts stopped beating.
But every end can become a new beginning.
Beams of light fell from the sky, piercing everything before them.
They taught only to some how to harness their power in every rhythm present on their planet.
It was a power that could be passed down or returned.
Chaos was immediate, and as rivers of blood began to mingle with the waters of the apocalypse, somewhere in the farthest reaches of the sky, those celestial beings laughed at the mere betrayal by their own species.
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