The End: First Stage - Initiation

The resonant voice filled the room, silencing every whisper and movement. It wasn't just a sound; it was a presence, something vast and incomprehensible. The students sat frozen, their eyes wide with fear and confusion, hearts pounding in unison like a drumbeat of impending doom.

[Welcome, inhabitants of Earth. You have been chosen to participate in a universal trial known as "The End." Your world will join countless others in a survival challenge designed to test the strength, intelligence, and resilience of your species.]

The voice, deep and authoritative, seemed to emanate from everywhere and nowhere, its words vibrating through the air, resonating in the bones of every listener. It carried with it a weight of inevitability, a tone that brooked no argument.

[The End is a process, a grand experiment conducted by forces beyond your understanding. It is designed to weed out the weak and elevate the strong, to discover which species have the potential to rise above their circumstances and which are destined to be forgotten.]

The students exchanged fearful glances, the gravity of the situation settling in.

Harry felt a cold sweat forming on his brow as he tried to comprehend what was happening. Max's sudden disappearance, the voice, and now this revelation—it all felt like a nightmare or a dream he couldn't wake up from. 

He already knew what was happening but he still couldn't give up on the idea of being this all a dream.

[Your planet, Earth, has been selected as the latest participant in this universal survival challenge. You are not the first, nor will you be the last. Many worlds have faced The End before you, and many more will follow. Some have thrived, evolving to new heights of power and knowledge. Others have perished, their civilizations reduced to ashes, their names lost to the winds of time.]

Harry's mind raced. The universe? Survival challenge? Weren't these all familiar concepts to him? 

'Is this a system apocalypse? Or something similar?' He thought.

He then looked around at his classmates, seeing his confusion mirrored in their eyes. Some were on the brink of panic, while others were frozen in stunned silence, trying to make sense of the situation.

'Ah, right, this is a normal reaction.'

[The End will consist of multiple stages, each one more challenging than the last. You will face trials that will push you to the brink, tests that will force you to confront your greatest fears and deepest flaws. Only those who adapt and overcome will survive to see the next stage. Failure to do so will result in your immediate elimination.]

'Elimination... Does that mean... death?'

Everyone seemed to have the same thought about it.

The room felt colder, the weight of the voice's words pressing down on everyone like a heavy blanket. The students' breaths came in shallow gasps as the enormity of their predicament began to sink in.

[Stage One will begin shortly. This initial stage will test your ability to adapt to sudden changes in your environment. You will be transported to a different realm, a place where the rules of your world do not apply. There, you must learn to survive and navigate an unfamiliar terrain, all while facing creatures and challenges unlike anything you have ever encountered.]

A sense of dread settled over everyone as they tried to imagine what this new realm might look like.

Harry's mind conjured images of dark forests, desolate wastelands, and monstrous creatures lurking in the shadows. For some reason, he wanted to go there.

[Know this: The End is not just a test of strength or intellect. It is a test of character, of the very essence of who you are as individuals and as a species. How you respond to these trials will determine your fate. Will you band together and rise above, or will you fall apart and succumb to despair?]

The voice paused, as if giving the students a moment to digest the information, to fully grasp the gravity of their situation. Harry could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his mouth dry as sand. He didn't care whether it was due to fear or excitement. Heck, he wasn't in the right mind now.

[This is your moment of truth, Earth. This is your chance to prove your worth in the grand tapestry of existence. The End: Stage One will commence now.]

Before anyone could react, a sudden darkness swept over the classroom, as if the very light had been sucked out of the room. Harry felt his vision blur, then fade, his surroundings dissolving into a void of nothingness. 

Panic gripped him as he tried to shout, but no sound came from his mouth. He reached out blindly, hoping to find something solid to hold onto, but his hands grasped at empty air.

And then he felt it—the same sensation that had overcome Max. His body began to tingle, a strange warmth spreading through his limbs. He looked down, his vision darkening, and saw his body breaking apart into tiny particles of light, just like Max had moments before.

"No, no, no!" he tried to scream, but the words never came. His body continued to disintegrate, the particles floating away into the darkness like dust in the wind.

Around him, he could hear the faint cries and gasps of his classmates as they too were consumed by the void. The entire classroom was filled with a chorus of panicked voices, all dissolving into the same eerie silence as the darkness swallowed them whole.

And then, there was nothing. 

No sound, no light, no feeling—only the cold, endless void of The End.