Artemia PoV
"What is that?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper as I stared at the darkness.
"It's the beginning," he said, his voice a low murmur that seemed to echo in the vast emptiness. "The beginning of the end of the world as you know it."
He then pointed to one of the holes in the sky. "But don't worry. I'll save you from it all. All you have to do is accept me as your king."
I looked at the hole, a sense of unease settling over me. It felt like a gateway to a realm of pure darkness. But not the kind we Kuroriku could control. This darkness wasn't holy, but it wasn't evil either. It was... hard to understand that it made my head hurt just trying to think of how to describe it. The closest thing I could come up with was 'chaotic'. Like something that could unmake everything we knew.
I turned back to the man who looked like Orlin, my heart pounding in my chest. "I will never accept you."
He sighed, a look of sadness on his face. "I was afraid you'd say that."
