🪞 Sector’s Vision
Sector, still morphing between glass forms, suddenly freezes mid-transformation. A shard of glass reflects not the sky—but a mirror of the future.
Sector: “Uh… um… everyone. Look.”
He flips into a massive glass screen. On it, the future plays like a horrid film:
The portal reopening.
The water boiling.
A towering fusion of entities—sea monster, Awakener, and multiple hell deities combined.
Islands collapsing, fire raining, skies blackened.
Survivors scattered, screaming, some swallowed by waves, some by shadow.
Sector: “Yeah… not good. Very not good. I think we die.”
Virian steps forward, glancing at the horizon. Her fur shimmers faintly, anticipating what’s coming.
Virian: “If it returns, it’s… bigger than anything we’ve faced. We can’t just fight it. We have to prepare… carefully.”