Above a sea of corpses.
One of the bodies among the countless quintillions held a strange complexity. Though undeniably lifeless, its eyes still shimmered with the remnants of awareness, as if recording everything unfolding around it.
It was a unique complexity of Existence!
It was into this corpse that the Great Usurper had extended his weavings into as he was observing in this moment a distant memory.
A memory that showed that, above this endless sea of death, two figures stood- arguing.
Both bore the likeness of Bob as One radiated with an obsidian luster; the other, a brilliance as pale and blinding as the color white.
Their voices echoed like thunder across the decimated sky.
"We tried it—and it did not work! It did not work, and now the collapse of an entire Wheel of Existence rests on our hands!"
HUUM!
The words were terrifying. They spoke of a terrifying failure, the breaking of something that was far too critical to life
