The Phoenix Before Doomsday
And from that hole, something rises.
Not a body. Not a shape. Not anything I can describe with words. It's darkness. Pure darkness. A void that moves, that breathes, that hungers. It has no eyes, but I can feel it looking at me. It has no mouth, but I can feel it wanting to consume me.
"PHOENIX," it says, and the word echoes in my skull like a bell that won't stop ringing.
"I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU."
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