_Space folded unexpectedly in the blink of an eye._
_The new progenitors and candidates - Mob surrounded by the New Earth lights on the upper ground of New Earth, Temmy still surrounded by unstable ghost children, Ken, trembling against stone in the werewolf's ranges, Remu in the middle of scorched previous wards, Francisca with her seven tails folded, Dera - in her training courtyard, Daniel and Ruka - tied in the heat of the Demon Realm - in another blink of an eye, turned into nothing but a memory around them._
_Suddenly they appeared on an unbarred plain of black glass with a non-starred sky above their heads and an unbreatheable still air around; the dark creeped along the edge of the black glass just so Nyx could see the living dark standing in the middle of them in her unbent silhouette_
