Orion fell through history.
The ruined academy plaza vanished into nonexistence. The jagged fracture spanning the heavens, the titan-sized hand, the looming threat of the void, and the entire physical framework of the battlefield simply ceased to be.
Everything dissolved into an absolute, suffocating void—an ancient, silent darkness that predated the very concept of space and time.
Then, light appeared.
It began as a single, microscopic spark of liquid gold suspended in the void. Slowly, the spark expanded, growing larger, brighter, and infinitely more dense until it detonated in a silent eruption of cosmic creation.
Orion's analytical mind registered the data instantly: *This is not a subjective memory fragment. It is a raw, unedited historical record of the universe's genesis.*
Stars coalesced from nebulae. Galaxies spun into existence like wheels of fire. Pristine worlds formed, and life awakened across uncounted realms. Epochs and millennia flashed by in seconds.
