Ragnarok descended.
The end of days had arrived.
This concept wasn't limited to the All Gods. After the Tree of Omniscience's burning reflection appeared in the sky, everyone in the world became aware of the apocalypse.
Fear and panic instantly filled every corner.
"Why must Ragnarok come during my lifetime!" bemoaned a noble dressed in splendid attire in the plaza of Sky City, "Why didn't it come in all the thousands of years before, but has to come now, in my era?"
He cursed the sky.
"Why does my era have to suffer through so many disasters, each worse than the last!" His curses grew uglier until he finally choked up.
The other people in the plaza were also on the verge of collapse. It was bad enough to have experienced a series of calamities, which at least hadn't affected them too greatly.
But now it was simply the end of the world.
