While the Shepherd went crazy, Ignotus's fellow Disciples looked at him all weird.
Caring not for that, he left the lecture hall and waited in another. Though it was less a lecture hall and more a massive sparring arena.
He knew what was coming next, having heard about it many times before. And this 'next' included not only the upcoming hours but also years.
Though he thought of this as the true beginning of it all, it didn't mean that shit was going to hit the fan soon. No, they were at least two months off from that happening... if his memories were to be trusted.
Once all goes to Hell, or rather, Hell comes to all, this epoch, the Age of Drought, would finally come to an end.
It would welcome a new epoch, the fourth one, the Age of Corruption. That was the 'true beginning,' and what a beginning it was.
Thankfully, he had a decent amount of time before Fate had its say.
