Sunny dreamt of a titanic gate that stood wide open, something boundless and entirely alien hiding in the darkness of its colossal maw. He was a spider with a severed leg, crawling away as broken chains fell to the ground all around him.
His mind was consumed by terror, while his heart…
His heart was full of a cold, bitter feeling of betrayal and regret.
'Escape… I must escape…'
Sunny pushed his small body across the stone floor. There were beautiful webs veiling the vast hall of the temple, their silk threads weaved into a grandiose tapestry. A spark flew, and a moment later, the webs were engulfed in fire.
They disappeared in a flash, leaving behind only clouds of acrid smoke that obscured the entire world.
At least he couldn't see the harrowing gate anymore.