Ryu rested in meditation under an aurora of shimmering red lights.
In his mind’s eye were orbs like burning furnaces.
“Impressive…”
“…Maybe we just wait around for the whole of the realities to collapse…and if it turns on itself, we…absorb the energy that’s left?”
“Let’s just ride the wave of surging chaos until we all get consumed. When that time inevitably comes, I want my dark crimson star at my side. It’ll soften the blow of impending doom.”
“…Those things don’t matter now. Outlasting the storm is all that does, so I aim to relish in the chaos until my flames grow cold.”