One week passed. Dawn and Dusk existed peacefully among the pack. Learned more. Grew more. Became more.
But the peace did not last.
The remaining five Darks arrived together. Not one at a time. Not individually. All five at once. United. Coordinated. Determined to undo what Dawn and Dusk chose. Determined to prove nothing was superior. Determined to erase everything before more Darks were corrupted.
They came at dawn. Light meeting darkness. Day facing night. Existence confronting nothing.
The pack felt them immediately. Felt the weight multiply. Felt five ancient forces pressing against reality. Felt threatened that was overwhelming. Impossible. Unstoppable.
“I am the Third Dark,” announced the first. Its voice was sharper than the Second. Colder. More hostile. “We have come to the e
