After an unimaginable amount of time...
The void split open, revealing a single figure who had stepped through, limping slightly.
Their cloak was shredded, one arm hanging limp. Blood trailed down their fingers. Clearly, they had been in a battle just recently.
And of course, that figure was none other than Neraxis.
He took a few steps forward, arriving in front of his house where he had lived most of his lifetimes.
But as he reached out to open the door, he felt a slight tremor in his hand, which soon resulted in something a bit more.
A single crimson eye appeared on his palm, causing immense pain to shoot throughout his body.
Despite the pain, Neraxis simply stared at the eye, and in the next moment, stabbed it onto the door handle.
The eye exploded, and what remained was a faint trace of mana that escaped his body, heading up into the air and eventually fading.
He had tortured Lagus for a very long time, replaying the same situation in many different universes.
