>>5757496https://youtu.be/WpW-1Z1xX3sAncient runes flared and died upon the great vault doors in which they had all but entombed themselves, the Amalgamation was breaking through. Dust was shaken lose from the great ceiling and treasures older than memory were crushed under falling debree; they had one chance...to prevent this from happening again or maybe before?
The Master of mankind with the last two of his faithful threw a message into the warp, it would be cast out and consumed with all of them but when reality emerged from the Wellspring once more and Creation given form in whatever primordial cacophony it did, this message would remain and hopefully be found...if fortune holds by themselves after and before this doom. The Vault began to fall apart, elements reduced to atoms, to fundamentals, unto concept and then nothing all consumed by what was becoming visible beyond the doorway.
It was a shade blacker than night and colder than a black hole, it smelt of smouldering ozone and gentle mist both, it's form shifted between the silhouette of the man they'd known and a thousand thousand they'd not all trying to pull themselves free, beasts of fable and myth equally lingering around it's event horizon as it's presence ate reality.
Yet at it's core, where a face should be was a nova, a single burning eye of molten gold and iridescent fury. The three felt themselves fading and did not fight it for there was no point, as their souls were unmade for rebirth they reflected on their Lost Kin, Magnus felt disappointment in himself for not warning his brother, the Sigillite felt tired and disappointment in himself for not acting before things grew to dire. The last to go was the Lightning lord whom embraced the dark that was once his son and with tears whispered the message which would echo into the warp.
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In a another place, another time...a Lord upon Terra opened his eyes...he heard his own voice;
The message was simple; 'The Second Son must be Expunged, no matter the cost'
