Three days later.
In the vast world of the Second Layer, a name was carved into vengeance.
House of Regalon.
Across celestial screens, astral projections, floating Prana-tuned tablets, and ethereal mirroring orbs, the footage spread like wildfire—undeniable and visceral.
There was no chance to suppress it. Almond had ensured it. He didn't just reveal the truth; he made the entire cosmos taste it.
They saw it.
The Prana Projection.
Bryan's iconic words. "…Found something fun."
The crime. The bar. Natalia's laughter shattered by blood-soaked fists. Kira's scream. Grim Breakers and Mad Nuts descend like beasts.
Then came retribution.
Silent, ethereal eyes glowing with godlike wrath as Almond crushed Bryan's head. Again. And again. And again.
The regenerations. The screams. The hollow silence that followed as Bryan's mind shattered.
Blood ants crawling in terrifying, excruciating patterns. Two skinned bodies kept alive like specimens of divine cruelty.
