The next moment, the Chaos Clock descended from the heavens with a force capable of destroying the world itself.
DANG——!!!
A deep, ancient toll rang out.
The sound was vast, sorrowful, as though it carried the weight of countless eras, echoing across eternity. It seemed to whisper of long-forgotten wars, of fallen gods, of a cosmos once whole and now splintered.
Even the mountains trembled beneath its voice.
Iris and Grey looked up, despair carving itself into their expressions. The falling giant bell reflected in their pupils—like a world collapsing upon them.
At last, the Chaos Clock fully revealed its true form.
Its entire body radiated chaotic black-yellow light, surrounded by multicolored brilliance. Sunlight, moonlight, starlight—everything bowed around it as though orbiting a supreme sovereign.
Within the translucent glow of the bell's interior, mountains and rivers seemed to flow, worlds shifting.
It was a self-contained cosmos.
