“Magnus?”

  “ANORA???”

  UPON OPENING HIS EYES… Magnus found himself standing in a MASSIVE ‘dark space’.

  Looking around at his ‘empty’ surroundings, the Breaker of Worlds was immediately struck with total bewilderment and befuddlement.

  “Magnus,” Anora shriveled in a watery voice, gaining the World-Breaker’s attention immediately.

  Spinning around as if he were on a swivel, Magnus looked behind himself to see Anora, standing ten paces away from his current location in the dark space.

  “Anora,” Magnus uttered as he stared at the thought to be dead Galactic Decider’s slender frame, which was suited in her sleek black uniform.

  The Voltairan ‘V’ crest gleamed on Anora’s chest in gold, striking Magnus’s eyes with its piercing glare.

  Looking away slightly, Magnus scrunched his brow whilst he asked, “Anora… WHERE ARE WE???”

  “Why did you let him do it, Magnus,” Anora asked through her sobs. “Why???”

  “Are… Are you shedding… TEARS???”

  “Why did you let him do it, Magnus? Why? WHY???”

  “What??? Let ‘who’ do WHAT, Anora?”

  “Braako… Why did you let Braako take my life-cycle, Magnus? Why???”

  “Nuh-No,” Magnus shivered whilst shaking his head. “NO. I… I did not. I DID NOT. I did not let Braako take your life-cycle, Anora. I…”

  “YOU DID THOUGH,” Anora countered through her tears. “You let Braako take my life-cycle… As well as Kai’s, Xan’s, and everyone else that resided on planet Rannuk.”

  “What? What do you mean? What happened to Kai, Xan… AND RANNUK???”

  “They are gone, Magnus… They are ALL gone. All because of you… OATH-BREAKER.”

  “No. No, no, no. I… I did not. I…”

  “YOU LET US DIE, MAGNUS! YOU LET US ALL DIE!!!! All because you were too thracking afraid to stop him from KILLING US ALL!!!”

  Backing stepping now, Magnus denied whilst shaking his head, “No. No, no, no…”

  “YES, MAGNUS! YES!!!!” Anora seared as her face began to redden with rage. “TIS YOUR FAULT, MAGNUS! YOUR FAAAAAAULT!!!!!!”

  “YOUR FAULT! YOUR FAULT! YOUR FAULT!” the voices of hundreds… Thousands… MILLIONS of unseen people began to ‘chant’ inside of Magnus’s head.

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  No. Not millions… Or billions.

  TRILLIONS.

  Trillions of people’s voices echoed inside of the World-Breaker’s fragile skull… Chanting the

  same thing.

  “YOUR FAULT! YOUR FAULT! YOUR FAULT!”

  “YOUR FAULT! YOUR FAULT!! YOUR FAULT!!!” Anora blared as Magnus immediately clutched his hands over his ears.

  “STOOOOOOOOOOOOP!!!!!!” Magnus raged as the voices grew louder and more violent.

  Falling to his knees, Magnus hunched over whilst still covering his ears with his hands.

  Closing his eyes tightly and gritting his teeth, Magnus desperately tried to ignore the chanting voices, but they were relentless.

  Like nails running down a chalkboard, they were.

  As the Breaker of Worlds continued to sulk in his deafening agony another familiar voice joined in on the vicious chants.

  “YOUR FAULT! YOUR FAULT! YOUR FAULT!”

  “Urgh… Juh-Jaiya???”

  Opening his eyes, Magnus caught sight of Little Jaiya, who now stood before him, looking the same as she did the day-cycle when he broke her and Crix.

  “‘Twas your fault, World-Breaker… YOUR FAULT,” Little Jaiya slandered in a monotonous voice. “And now, because of your ultimate failures, we are all here… WAITING FOR YOU.”

  “Wuh-We?” Magnus stammered in confusion as Little Jaiya gave him a sinister grin.

  Before Magnus could utter another word more SEVERAL hands (humanoid and non-humanoid) shot up from the ground clutched onto his arms, legs, shoulders, neck, head, and mouth corners.

  Magnus now had a look of sheer terror and horror on his face as the different flesh-colored hands dug into his skin and pulled him downward into the floor, which was now a pit.

  A DEEP, MASSIVE pit that was filled to the brim with the TRILLIONS of sentient life-forms that the World-Breaker had mercilessly killed… WITHOUT REMORSE during his ten cycles as a Galactic Decider.

  Unable to speak due to the fingers that pulled at the corners of his mouth, all that Magnus could do was sound off shouts and grunts as the hands pulled him deeper down into the massive pit of death.

  With most of his body now fully pulled down into the pit after only just a few milli-cycles, Magnus looked upwards one last time.

  Standing at the edge of the pit now was Anora and Little Jaiya, who stood side by side with one another.

  Anora glared down at Magnus in hatred as Little Jaiya continued to give him a sinister smirk.

  Magnus felt nothing but sheer terror as the hands sealed off the top of the pit and collapsed downwards on him.

  Then, after this had occurred, all that could be heard was Magnus’s muffled screams.