The Eraser took another step. And existence disappeared beneath its feet. Not shattered. Not consumed. Not destroyed. Simply removed. A section of the crimson wasteland vanished. One moment it existed. The next Nothing. No debris. No explosion. No aftermath. Only absence. A perfect void where reality had once been. Luna stared in horror. Her thoughts fought hard to grasp what she saw. All that she encountered previously followed certain rules. The Foundation corrected. The Prisoner corrupted. The Sleeper awakened consequences. The First Failure embodied possibility. But the Eraser... The Eraser wasnt changing reality. It was erasing the notion that reality had ever been there. And that made it something entirely different. Something far worse. The Foundation reacted first. Its enormous eye
