[The Fable: 'The Beginning After The End' has reached the limits of your witness.]
Then, after the darkness came the light. It flooded Ruvian's vision, leaving him unable to see anything beyond the endless white radiance.
Then, the brilliance slowly began to recede.
Streams of white light swept past his body and poured back into the altar below. Their glow steadily dimmed until the endless darkness of the Sepulcher swallowed the realm once more.
Ruvian's eyes widened.
"Haa… haa…"
His chest rose and fell violently as he dragged one ragged breath after another into his lungs. Both of his hands remained locked around [The Endseeker], which was still embedded deep within the slot at the heart of the Chronoseal.
His fingers quivered around the hilt.
