[Existence is but a stage. All the living and the dead are merely players on this stage. Every single one will have their entrance—and their exit…]
…!
Those words echoed in the Peacemaker's mind as he sighed, eyes drifting down to the Enneagram pulsing on his chest.
"This was supposed to bring me peace? I don't like it. Where are the last remnants that'll complete you? A full Absolute Complex True Source…that's the only thing that'll give me peace when facing someone like him. And he's leaving, probably to return with reinforcements. We need to get you ready. Fast."
He spoke to the Enneagram as it began to hum, glowing with brilliance that poured across his form before his illusory image vanished, swallowed by the folds of the Nullvein Gravewake.
—
Within the weavings of the Wheel's flow.
In the Prime Frequency of the End.
The Infiniverse Megalos.
The Infiniverse Megalos could shrink to the size of a grain of sand, yet span across uncharted light-years.
