The mural changed again.
The images of the battle disappeared beneath the stone, and for several moments, the wall became completely blank before a new sequence of carvings slowly emerged across its surface.
This time, however, the story no longer focused on the two figures alone. The scale of the murals had expanded dramatically, as though even the artist had been forced to abandon individual details in order to capture what had happened afterward.
The war had grown.
What had begun as a confrontation between two beings had apparently spread far beyond them, eventually engulfing entire regions of existence. The new murals showed galaxies consumed by battle, enormous spatial fractures stretching between worlds, and countless armies moving through the darkness.
Worlds that had once belonged to the ancient God were now covered in formations and fortresses, while the crimson fog continued spreading across the surrounding void like an ever-growing ocean.
