Under The Millennial Void

This is it.

A negative flash across our vision and then a brief moment of calm and confusion. A small black bead forms high above the city, imperceptible from this distance, but it grows slowly.

It starts as a small breeze, reacting with matter in the atmosphere, consuming it. The air around the darkness being pulled in to fill the vaccuum, pulling in more matter, faster and faster, growing stronger.

The wind accelerates, buildings shake, windows shatter, more debris is pulled in, feeding the beast they created.

On the other side of the world, a decision made, a button pressed. An entire city gone in under a minute, but here... underneath the growing black sphere, time bends and slows. That one minute stretches out to a thousand years.

I'm scared.

For a millennia you hold me, shielding me in the first few seconds before reality starts to strain under its own weight.

How stupid, to build a monster and expect restraint forever.

Still... I'm glad you're here at the end.