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Not even a faint whisper of Tempest's voice could be heard from the moment the fall began. Eugene raised his head to look upward, where the gradually receding “door” revealed itself. It wasn't Eugene who had opened it. Rather, the door had opened of its own accord before inviting Eugene in.
Eugene lowered his gaze without becoming flustered. Despite straining his eyes, he could only see an abyss of immeasurable depth before him. He could not see what lay below at the bottom of the chasm. And it wasn't just below — the door that had been visible when he had raised his head had vanished as well, and darkness enveloped the surroundings as he scanned side to side.
Then, the scenery morphed in an instant.
Ruins were all he could see.
Lifting his head to peer farther yielded no better results.
Everywhere he looked, destruction prevailed. The sky was gray as if laden with dense clouds — but it was merely an illusion.
The expanse overhead, blanketing this world, bore a resemblance to the sky, yet was not the sky.
Consequently, neither the sun nor stars existed beyond it. It could have been that way, perhaps since the beginning of this world. Eugene felt a turmoil bubbling deep within his chest as he descended to the ground.
Slowly, he surveyed the surroundings. The remnants of collapsed buildings around him appeared both familiar and foreign. Eugene nudged a fallen wall gently.
With a mere touch, the wall crumbled violently, the sound echoing resoundingly in this desolate world. He listened intently, expecting a response, yet no movements or reactions greeted the spreading noise.
"Figures," Eugene murmured with a bitter smile.
What had he been expecting? That someone might still remain in this barren, silent world? That was...
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