Entering Apocalypse in Easy-Mode
Chapter 416: In The Grand Bedroom

Chapter 416: In The Grand Bedroom

Sonya stepped into Clyde’s room and instinctively glanced around. Her eyes widened. This wasn’t just a normal room like she expected, this was the kind of grand chamber you’d expect to find in a castle or an old noble’s mansion.

Ornate walls, high ceilings, a luxurious bed draped with dark silks... It didn’t match the Clyde she remembered.

"Where even is this place?" she wondered, stepping closer to the tall arched window.

She pulled the curtain aside and froze.

The sky outside was blanketed in a deep perpetual twilight—neither night nor day. It was heavy and unnatural.

Beyond that, suspended in the distance, were dozens of floating landmasses. Some of them cracked and crumbling and scattered across the horizon like shattered islands in the sky.

They weren’t arranged in any logical formation. They just drifted in the void after broke frome their natural order.

"This is... a Ruin," Sonya muttered, barely able to believe her own words.

A Ruin, the forgotten worlds. A place abandoned by the World Masters and left to decay by the higher beings after they done messing it all and turns the lives who used to live in it into chaos.

This is a place where the rules of the world no longer fully applied.

"You’re right," Clyde’s voice came from behind her. "It’s a Ruin. But right now, this is the safest place we’ve got. This Ruin is hidden from everything that want to catch me and Asqa."

Sonya turned to him. A rush of emotion swelled up in her chest. Seeing Clyde again in his condition pulled at her heart. For a brief moment, she wanted to run to him and hug him like old times.

But she didn’t.

Her feet stayed rooted. Her arms remained stiff at her sides.

Because she remembered the footage that she saw before of Clyde facing down and exchanging blows with god Hades and Archangel Gabriel.

That wasn’t the same person she used to know. That Clyde was someone else. He had become something else entirely.

Clyde can see the clear doubt and uncertainty in her eyes and gave a slow knowing nod.

"I know you’re confused," he said quietly. "But soon, you’ll understand."

Sonya took a breath. "Then answer me this. How did you become that strong?"

Clyde was silent for a moment, then looked out the same window she had.

"It was because of an existence... something I can only describe as an Outer God."

Sonya frowned. "Outer God? Like the things we fought in the Selection Stage?"

"I also used to thought that they were just nightmares given shape to test ut," Clyde said. "But they’re real. I met Him."

"Him?"

"He wants to destroy the higher beings. The gods, the angels, the celestials. Everything above."

Sonya’s eyes narrowed. "And you’ve been helping Him?"

"Since the beginning," Clyde said. "That’s where the corruption came from."

She stared at him.

"So... the spreading madness and corruption and the higher realms breaking down... all of it...?"

Clyde nodded slowly. "Yes. It’s all because of the Outer God... and me. And now Asqa as well."

Sonya stood there, frozen, the weight of Clyde’s words still settling in her chest. Then, because she is suddenly overwhelmed, she let out a breath and looked around in mild panic.

"Chair... where’s a chair..." she muttered under her breath.

She spotted one near the corner of the room, an antique armchair with crimson velvet cushions, and quickly made her way to it.

The moment she sat down her legs gave out beneath her and her body slumped with exhaustion—not from travel, but from the revelation itself.

This was too much.

She was face to face with the very source of the corruption plaguing the higher realms that they have been looking for.

The corruption that had turned Angels followers mad. That had driven Celestials followers to cannibalize their own kin. That had shattered entire higher order into ruin.

She had always imagined the cause to be some unspeakable entity beyond comprehension, a cosmic horror that no one could ever truly face.

And now she knew. It was a cosmic horror.

But it was also Clyde. Her old friend.

The guy who once dragged her out of a swamp during the Selection Stage.

That Clyde was now working with an Outer God. And Asqa too. She supposed that its all makes sense now. Clyde’s power had been abnormal from the beginning.

She rubbed her forehead, trying to process it all.

Seeing her like that, Clyde quietly stepped away and giving her space to think for a while.

"Want a drink?" he asked after a moment.

"Huh?" she blinked up at him. "Oh. Yeah... a glass of water is good for now."

Clyde nodded and stepped out. The silence that followed was eerie and too quiet, like the world itself was holding its breath.

A few minutes later, he returned with a tall glass of water.

Sonya took it without a word and drank. The coolness of it grounded her if only a little.

Clyde sat down across from her, arms resting loosely on his knees.

"Asqa will come soon," he said.

"Where is she now?" Sonya asked, her voice a little steadier.

"She’s out there. Hunting monsters. Trying to raise her level."

"Oh..." Sonya looked down at the half-empty glass in her hand. "Makes sense. No matter how strong you two have become... your enemies are from the higher realms."

Clyde gave a small nod. "Yeah. And we’ve made a lot of enemies."

Sonya looked back out the window—at the drifting, broken lands and the twilight sky that never changed.

"This universes... it feels like the end of it is coming soon," she said quietly.

Clyde glanced at her, his expression unreadable. "Maybe it is. Or maybe it’s the time where the new one begins."

Sonya glanced at Clyde. His face still looked cold, flat, and unreadable as always. So she can’t really tell what he is feeling just by looking at him.

"A new one, huh..." Sonya muttered. "You want to create a new world after destroying the old one?"

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