Time didn't just stop—it ceased to exist.
Kei found himself suspended in a void darker than before. No stars, no prison, no sound. Just… nothing. For a terrifying moment, he wondered if he had erased himself along with the Prison.
Then, a pulseoflight.
A new world began to form around him, but it was fractured—floating islands of time, flickering shadows of moments long past and yet to come. Kei stood on an unstable platform, barely able to keep his footing as history and future collapsed together.
TheFacelessMan appeared before him, but something was different. He had eyes now. Cold, golden eyes filled with cosmic knowledge.
"Welcome to the end of all things."
Kei took a deep breath. This wasn't over yet. If time had broken… that meant it could still be remade.
But was he ready to face what came next?