The world had fallen into an uneasy peace.
After the incident at the academy, the emergence of Death Sinks across the globe began to decline. Reports from every region showed the same pattern, the threat levels had dropped, and even the number of those ominous cracks had decreased.
It was as if the other side had suddenly decided that retreating was the wiser move.
But that very thought gave rise to something far more unsettling.
What if this wasn't a retreat… but a pause?
What if they had only stepped back to strike harder, waiting for the exact moment when humanity would let its guard down?
Because of that, no one dared to celebrate. No one allowed themselves the comfort of relief. Everyone understood this silence would not last. Those beings existed for one purpose alone, to spread ruin.
Still, one question lingered above all others.
What had forced them to pull back?
