mass video broadcast | change of reality
[All across the city, no matter whether the phones are powered on or not, all the devices come alive to the sight of the hooded seer, seated against the glass wall on the inside of the Central Building. His hood isn't concealing his face as much as he would like and the obvious pain on his face is something quite unsettling, given the dead-eye stare.]
The walls come falling around us, 'tis unstoppable, and the universe shall come spilling through. Naught can be done, naught can stop what will pass. Thine world will crash down upon Mandalus, let it crumble, let it be consumed by all other worlds.
[A gasp of pain comes and that manic laughter he is common of when his visions hurt this much.] Did all of you hear that? The worlds are coming and we cannot stop them.
[He covers his face with his hand, letting out a painful sound.] The Serpent is winning. There is nothing we can do, it seems. The end, it comes. [A defeated sigh follows before the feed ends.]
((OOC: Please bear with me, tags will be steady but slow, due to physical injury.))