As the Wheel of Chaos condensed, its sinister presence sliced through the curtain of night, bringing back the light.
Alas, the return of light didn't bring back colors. The sky was now dyed with the color of deathly gray, just like the wheel itself.
Around the globe, people peered at the sky. Earlier there were angelic musical notes from the sky, but now they were replaced with cries of anguish and howls of sorrow.
As they heard these ominous sounds, they sensed a feeling of decimation. This feeling resonated with their hearts, and they felt the world was full of suffering and dissatisfaction.
The weaker living beings even experienced the cycle of life; birth, life, death, and rebirth. They realized there was neither salvation nor nirvana, and if they wanted relief from this neverending cycle, there was only one choice:
Become a part of the chaos... of the gray that was in the sky!
"Isn't that gray so beautiful? So tempting?"