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endsthegameThe time the Auditors' efforts lasted could have been minutes, or could have been years. Seconds and centuries didn't count when you were outside of all things, and they were doubly ridiculous within the vast space of the multiverse.
None of that was important.
The important thing was that there was a place, somewhere in that mad hodgepodge of time and space, that had been Something.
And now it was Nothing.
It had been a long time since the Nothing had woken, though the Nothing thought not and knew not of such things - it was Nothing. It was Nothing, and it did what Nothings did: it spread, like a tiny inkblot, rolling ever-gently over Somethings that had been ignored, Somethings that were only Somethings in their own eyes.
Like a thick blanket of clouds it swept over the edges, and in its wake was Nothing.
[[ this is your very first dropped-mark-I post! feel free to establish your dropped character's demise in this post if you so please - there will be more opportunities over the next few weeks. ]]
None of that was important.
The important thing was that there was a place, somewhere in that mad hodgepodge of time and space, that had been Something.
And now it was Nothing.
It had been a long time since the Nothing had woken, though the Nothing thought not and knew not of such things - it was Nothing. It was Nothing, and it did what Nothings did: it spread, like a tiny inkblot, rolling ever-gently over Somethings that had been ignored, Somethings that were only Somethings in their own eyes.
Like a thick blanket of clouds it swept over the edges, and in its wake was Nothing.
[[ this is your very first dropped-mark-I post! feel free to establish your dropped character's demise in this post if you so please - there will be more opportunities over the next few weeks. ]]