Within the grand tapestry of the cosmos, as worlds were born and died in the cosmic blink, weeks and months passed unnoticed, like fleeting moments in the life of the universe.
Pontius continued to move secretly within Divine Soul Holy Land to gather information and people, and over time, he reached the conclusion he desired.
'It's already too late.'
His father and the elders spoke as if they planned to cut ties with the Nox once they fled to the Abyss, but he could see the corruption in their eyes.
The more time passed, the less they acted like their original selves.
It was right to say they'd been controlled long ago, and were slowly corroded until they couldn't even understand the change in their thoughts.
He could no longer hold off.
He established communications with the Judgement Order one month back, and he'd been in semi-frequent contact with them ever since.
Their ways were…incomprehensible to say the least.
My bad for the goofy note after such a serious chapter, but welp, that’s how it is lol.
I didn’t wanna write time passing like I usually do so I got curious and asked chatgpt to write that first paragraph. How y’all like it?
I don’t plan to keep doing this, but a lot of people have been turning to this AI for help recently, so I had to try it at least once.
But do not fret! I would never betray our human race for the robots!
…unless I live long enough to become one of them >:)
Alright, alright, I’ll admit it. That was lame as hell. I’ll go die in a hole now (temporarily).
See y’all tomorrow :)
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