Depressing. Bleak.
It had been some time since the world seemed to be this black and white.
Losing those around him meant losing pieces of him and pushed him closer to non-existence.
Becoming stronger, becoming a Scion, becoming closer to the height of invincibility, those aren't the things he came here for. He came here to protect the others, and now that he failed, everything turned black and white.
However, for once, the world finally looked at him and pitied him.
It's a pity formed into a blazing great bird that possessed radiance that could pierce through the Black Rift.
A phoenix's fire is eternal, and nothing can hide its radiance.
As the flames rose in a breathtaking, theatrical flair—easily one of the most beautiful phenomena Rex had ever witnessed—color rushed back into his world. The pulse of fire expanded in waves of crimson and gold; its heat summoning forth the vibrant hues of life once more.
