It was time to open my eyes. All of them.
The wine-colored irises of my avatar's eyes did not change color, nor did new pupils bloom across my face. Instead, the depth within them shifted. What had been a single, focused point of vision expanded, becoming a swirling vortex of perception. The world around me, the moonpetal vines and lumina-roots, did not blur, but sharpened into an impossible clarity. I saw the individual cells of the plants, the flow of sap, the microscopic life teeming within the soil. But beyond that, I saw their "reason" for being.
With the Eye of Omniscience, the faint tear I had sensed earlier became a gaping wound. It wasn't a physical hole, but a conceptual one. I saw the threads of logic that bound the universe together, not as metaphors, but as tangible constructs. And one of those threads, the one labeled 'Reason,' was not merely fraying; it was being systematically unpicked.
I saw the past moments where this unraveling began, a subtle shift in the cosmic loom. I saw the present, where the absence of 'Reason' was causing minor, almost imperceptible glitches in the fabric of reality – a stone that momentarily forgot its weight, a thought that vanished before it was fully formed, a shadow that absorbed light instead of reflecting it. And I saw the future, a cascade of impossible events where causality itself would cease to function, leading to a complete conceptual collapse.
This wasn't a threat to a single world or a single species. This was an assault on the very foundation of existence. My quiet life as a farmer, my carefully maintained detachment, was no longer sustainable. The 'un-being' I had glimpsed was not just expanding; it was actively consuming the concept of 'Reason,' leaving behind a vacuum where logic once resided.
My gaze sharpened further. The Eye of Annihilation pulsed, a silent command to erase the source of this conceptual decay. But the source was not a physical entity I could simply look at and unmake. It was a process, a deliberate act of conceptual sabotage. And for the first time in this avatar, I felt a flicker of something akin to purpose. This was not a matter of choice.