THIS IS THE LAST ONE!!!!!! I SCREAM
The Inos lingered in between.
The space between dimensions, the barrier space that prevented dimensions from knocking into one another. The endless space that was infinitely small and yet went on for eons and eons. There was an untold amount of them waiting there.
It was their fault that most everyone was dead or missing.
It was their fault that everyone had issues. There was a deep resentment associated with their existence, and yet every Cattlayan was immensely and inexplicably terrified of them.
The Inos were one of the only things that could immediately kill the Cattlayans, and the Cattlayans were helpless in what they could do against them. One touch and they would be consumed, their existence erased from the universe.
When they came, the Inos wanted to consume. Only when their goal was done would they leave.
They destroyed everything. Even though they only came for the inhabitants, they left remainders.
There were still physical reminders-- empty homes, vacated streets, forgotten civilizations.
The only true way to avoid them forever was to keep running. Run run run and never look back. If one hides, like the Cattlayans did, then that will only distract them for so long.
The Inos never forget.
idk who’s narrating here but man are they negative
OH FUCK I HAVE 3 MINUTES LEFT OK BYE I’LL PROBABLY REWRITE THIS LATER MAYBE I HOPE