It touched the towering, black encrypted iron spires. The spires silently dissolved into white void.
It touched the rivers of boiling magma. The magma simply un-rendered, leaving perfectly smooth, empty white ravines in its wake.
And it touched the prisoners.
Trillions of entities. Trillions of lives, memories, and centuries of unimaginable suffering. Wiped away in less than five seconds. The deafening, chaotic noise of the ultimate multiversal prison riot was abruptly, violently cut off, replaced entirely by the low, resonant, sterile hum of the formatting wave.
VMMMMMMMMM.
Back in the central chamber of the Hardware Level, Sebastian watched the horror unfold through his rear-view perception. His green Administrator UI was having an absolute, catastrophic meltdown.
The kill-feed wasn't functioning normally. The server wasn't logging deaths; it was logging mass deletions.
[System Update: Formatting Sector 'Tartarus'.]
[Entities Deleted: 10,453,992...]
