The white-haired girl moved towards her father and approached the area of space that cut him off from the rest of reality, she felt a strong membrane blocking her from entering anywhere close to Telmus but it did not hold her for long, with no indication of the reason it happened, the invisible membrane opened up to let her through.
She understood enough about energy that she knew she could not steal even a fraction of power from this shield that covered her father except she spent an unknown amount of time working at it, and even then just a tiny fraction of the energy it contained would nearly overwhelm her. Once again she wondered what sort of monster her father was, and if she was worthy of his blood. The invisible membrane did not stop any of the others either who decided to follow her passage, they were only blocked for a moment before they were allowed through, and under the shadow of Telmus's power they turned back to the universe to see the surprising death and rebirth of the universe, the view was stunning and nearly indescribable.
"How powerful do you have to be to be able to do such a thing?" Fury mumbled, but in the silence here, everyone could hear him, no one replied for they had no idea, most were trying to come to terms with their impending death and or resurrection.
The universe that was being recreated behind the wave of destruction appeared to be the same, yet it was different in various subtle manners that in their present state they could not bother to determine, survival came first after all.
It was the white-haired girl who first saw it, a long trail of darkness covered by a blinding silver light. This trail of darkness stayed just ahead of the wave of destruction, traveling at ridiculous speeds, it was just able to survive on the edge of its doom.
Its speed was not just dependent on its power, it was using the forward momentum of the destructive wave ravaging the universe to stay ahead of it, just like a surfer riding a wave, but in this instance, one minor slip would lead to oblivion.
The young man did not even look at the people inside here with him, instead, he was focused on a woman he held, his right hand cradling her head while his left was busy weaving starlight and darkness into a mysterious configuration.
He glanced at the approaching wave of destruction, gritted his teeth, and looked away, his hand moving faster and faster. A bracelet he had on his wrist was taken off, he did not even hesitate before crushing it and adding it to whatever he was creating, it was possible to hear him mumble something about tears.
The white-haired girl observed him with astonishment before pointing a finger at his left hand. It would appear that this man had not only been fleeing from a universe-wide destructive event, but he was simultaneously crafting one of the most fiendishly complex contraptions she had ever seen, such talent made her eyes light up and she immediately knew that she had to help, it did not matter who he was, she just wanted to see that he succeeds.
The silver eyes of the man brightened for a moment as if lightning was running within his skull, anticipating danger, and like a snake that was coiled to strike, he would give back a thousand times more damage than what he was about to receive, but he unexpectedly relaxed when he noticed that the flow of his hand was now faster. Somehow there was no single molecule in the air that was blocking the motion of his fingers, allowing him to move marginally faster and smoother, and for someone like him, such an advantage could be taken a long way.
Briefly glancing at the white-haired girl he returned to his task and with a flourish that caused lightning to flash and thunder to rumble overhead, his creation was complete.
It turned out to be a green brooch that seemed to be filled with a pale liquid, he waved his hand and the woman he was cradling began to slowly fade as if she was the figment of a dream. He looked at her one last time as his hand clutched at the empty air as she vanished.
The woman reappeared within the brooch and the young man gently caressed it before pinning it to his shirt underneath his jacket, and then nodding at the white-haired girl he turned to face the end of everything, he had been running for too long.
The white-haired girl looked back at him for a moment before turning towards the incoming destruction that slammed into Trion and chewed through the entire planet as if it was not even there, before sweeping past, of course, their little bubble of salvation was hit by this attack, and with a shriek the bubble collapsed, but it did not do so instantaneously, instead, it collapsed from the edge and gradually proceeded towards the center.
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