Night Looms

"They are approaching."

"Something massive, powerful… approaches our world."

"Prepare. My instinct tells me that is the first sparks that would ignite a great inferno, or the surging tides that would douse the flames of war…"

Diverse civilizations were making different choices.

***

"Prophesize."

Within the Twelve Sanctuaries of the Takur Galaxy, the Grand Patriarch of the Ruin Cult suddenly opened its one eye from its meditation. Its pupil appeared to be a swirl of energy that resembled a galaxy, with profound psionic presence emanating from within, along with distinct, unique divine power.

"Prophesize," it repeated solemnly. "I hear the echoes, the cries of ancient remains that floats amidst the darkness… something unknown has appeared in the 'Ruin Pit'!"