672 Wormwood

A horn sounded from the end of the sky.

The people on the turbulent sea outside of the Ultimate could not help but look up at the violently changing heavens.

It was as if a huge brass horn had been sounded, but when they looked in the direction that the sound came from, they could see no one. It was even difficult to sense with their aetheric perception.

It was a sound that had come from outside of the Ultimate.

In some distant place people were burning, and this blowing horn warned of that disaster.

Then, everyone saw a huge crack open in the firmament, and everyone beheld the original darkness off the universe that had been hidden behind the blue sky.

To the naked eye, it was nothing but a magnificent fissure. But to a musician's senses, it was a huge crack that led into the realm of aether.

Something terrible began to rise slowly from the fissure.

It was a star.