Transform or Break II

Life and death hung in the balance.

Literally.

At a time such as this when an utterly confounding existence tore apart the Infinite Ravines- it bled into the weavings of the Wheel of Existence.

Within Hell Terra Firma.

In the skies where a massive satellite floated, the figure of a tan-skinned Barbatos stood beside Noah as she watched a black-and-white tendril of light descend toward her from above.

"Is something serious happening right now?"

She asked Noah, her eyes tinged with curiosity.

Noah remained beside her, giving a light nod, his gaze resting on the bleak gray earth stretching endlessly across this hellish frequency.

"Somewhat serious. A lot of things will change. You... might change."

…!

Barbatos blinked at his words, but a spark of understanding lit her eyes. She smiled.

"Is it... my other self? Or other Selves across frequencies?"

She had hit the heart of the matter.

Noah nodded.