The Dream Gate towered above the ancient city of the Demon of Destiny, emanating a blinding, incinerating brilliance. It was like an incandescent wound dealt to the world, radiant cracks spreading through the air around it — as if reality itself was about to come undone.
The merciless white abyss of a godless sky invaded the dark depths of the Underworld through it, annihilating the true darkness that had always dwelled in this lightless realm.
The annihilating light spread in all directions, reaching far and wide. Nephis had grown still just before the Dream Gate opened, so she wasn't immediately destroyed — in fact, she was one of the few beings in the world who could move in that harrowing light, albeit not for long and only if she was ready to pay a gruesome price.
