The end had begun. Reality was dying. Not slowly. Not dramatically. Efficiently. The Eraser went through life just like a sentence getting finished. Every step removed another piece of reality. The crimson wasteland shrank. The broken moons vanished one by one. The Foundation was flickering constantly now, whole galaxies vanishing from its massive eye each several seconds. And still— The Eraser advanced. Unstoppable. Patient. Certain. Luna remained still briefly, seeing whole parts of reality vanish into void. No explosions. No chaos. No screams. Just absence. The most terrifying thing she had ever seen. Because destruction left evidence. Erasure left nothing. Not even memory. Beside her, Kael clenched his fists. We need to move. The First Failure nodded. Now. The Sleeper moved slightly, h
