Singularity [1]

The wind, the sound and the atmosphere died down upon the conclusion of the final clash.

Park Joonhyuk wordlessly stared at the aftermath of the destruction. The gravel once covering the ground had been blasted away in the clash, leaving the earth's raw surface exposed. The boy, known as the Disaster of Storms, had been hurled hundreds of meters at an unbelievable speed. He had attempted to shield himself with Antimatter, but the outcome remained the same. Anything moving that fast would be reduced to molten plasma by the sheer friction. Even being a disaster couldn't save him from that fate.

(With this, everything should be over, right?)

The disaster was dead and the Fable would finally end. He was somehow bitter that he couldn't get the final blow, It couldn't be helped.

It truly couldn't be helped. So Park Joonhyuk tried to convince himself or so else he thought he would be depressed.

"Pant.... Pant...."