Ancient Lands.
The end of all things stood on the floating island.
This was an entirely new place, and the island had something unique compared to other places.
A solitary bookshelf.
The shelf was jet-black, its material indeterminate, but it could resist the erosion of time.
At this moment, some books were placed on the shelf.
These books also had all-black covers.
Like a monumental stone, the shelf.
Stood there abruptly.
Completely unknown why it appeared, and who put it there.
Soon after, thunder appeared in the sky.
Something exploded.
Then he sensed the presence of the other again.
The end of all things looked at the other curiously and asked:
"What have you done?"
"Are you going to join us?" A voice came from the void, seemingly expectant.
"Join you?" The end of all things smiled, "Are you stronger than me? Are your ideals greater than mine?"
"The end of all things?" The voice in the void asked.