Chapter 95: Armageddon Cometh

The look on my face must have told them I wasn't exactly in tune with their beliefs. In fact, I'm fairly certain I stared with blank incomprehension for so long I made awkward seem normal. All the while Chaos seethed with her huge laughter and echoing sorrow banging around inside me like she might try to fly out on her own and not look back.

It was Dad who leaned toward me, cupped my icy cold hand in his, the warmth of his skin as unfamiliar as the starry smile on his face and the way he seemed lost in the full-on delusion of these Angels.

"It's true," he said. "All of it. It's been foretold, Eve. The coming of Armageddon can't be halted now, not with the promised fall of the false Pantheons and the Crosspath's failure imminent. It means the Angels will stand supreme over the mortal realm and you, Chaos, are our vehicle to that glorious end."