I wish I could tell you that it all started with a great pyramid of flame, or a burning temple, or strokes of lightning from the gods. Boiling lakes, shooting stars, ghostly wails, strange visions and monstrous deformities - these are all dire things that could have warned of the apocalyptic end to our people.
But I can only tell you that it started with nothing. Nothing but the shake and shiver of the earth.
— Quetzacthulhu, by Set Sytes
The Way itself was trembling, and he tried to step beyond the world, but found he couldn't. It was as though there was nothing beyond Cradle at all.
His oracle codex screamed, the surface of the glossy black orb flickering with texts, and he seized it in one hand.
"What is happening?" he demanded.
The codex was incoherent. It repeated only one phrase, over and over:
[A destroyer has come.]
His oracle codex screamed, the surface of the glossy black orb flickering with texts, and he seized it in one hand.
"What is happening?" he demanded.
The codex was incoherent. It repeated only one phrase, over and over:
[A destroyer has come.]
— Cradle Series, book 10: Reaper
