In the midst of the eclipse, as your getting torn apart by a swarm of apostles, you hear a break, your eyes dart over to the hand-shaped altar. In the middle, there is an eggshell, a figure emerges from it, covered in blood, and that figure is Femto.

”Aagh…”

He’s only stretching out his limbs, he spots you in the distance and unfurls his wings, flying towards your location. As he lands in front of you, there seems to be a change in the apostle’s behavior, almost like they’re worshipping their new demon king. Femto take a step towards you.