The Beast King finally turned its full attention to Creed, and the young man instinctively regretted every life choice that had led him to this moment.
Those huge eyes focused on him with the weight of a thousand black holes, and Creed felt his very soul trying to crawl into the deepest corner of his body and hide behind his appendix.
The pressure of that gaze was indescribable. It was like being stared at by the combined disapproval of every teacher, parent, and authority figure who had ever existed, multiplied by the judgmental energy of a billion cosmic entities who all thought he was a complete disappointment!
"Well, this is it," Creed thought with the kind of resigned acceptance that comes right before something truly terrible happens.
"Here goes nothing. It's time to know what death feels like."
The Beast King raised one massive claw, and Creed felt reality begin to unravel around him.
