The gate slowly closes.
A book with a four-winged white raven engraved on its cover slowly materializes in Chaos' hand.
Light gray curves twist and intertwine, forming lines of complex text. Bowing her head, she stares at the heavy tome.
The lonely human opens the weighty tome.
Let me see your "past".
Let me see the hardships you have endured...
Let me see if there exists a new "answer"...
And why your civilization has been reduced to you alone.