The Firing Squad

[ry0un0suke]

Construction can be heard in the plaza of Achyon. Stalls move out of the way as men toil about in building a rather classic wooden stage. 
Word travels that a certain white hooded man came into the city, bloody, beaten by the hands of an excelling Corporal. All knew what the stage meant:
Execution.
However, of note, the Commander and Captains of Achyon's Hand can be seen leaving the city proper and heading somewhere entirely obscure.
Energy pulsates along the western edges of Esshar- As though the very world was tearing in two.
The firing squad has taken position in the plaza, but the white robbed Radiant is no where to be seen.

A decoy...?
South, in a particular clearing of the forest with tens of soldiers standing guard, can the wanes in the air be felt.
 
Execution of Raidant Aelrin Alcast date: TDB

[Milly]

The world shakes and screams.
It is unstoppable.
Not just one massive rift takes over the skies, but two
Twins in their destiny of proving Barsburgian supremacy
And the path to the future.

Strung between the pair of them?
The radiant, Aelrin Alcast hangs.
And overseeing the orchestra of chaos was
Ryker pyr Docro himself.

"They say the universe offers a paradox too great for the finite mind to grasp.
As the living brain cannot conceive of a nonliving brain - although it may think it can -
the finite mind cannot grasp the infinite.

But I have figured out how to grasp the infinite."

Two rifts are collided, with Aelrin inbetween them
The Docro is willing to sacrifice even his beloved Aunt for his work
And the results were satisfying.

A massive mushroom cloud rose high into the sky, and
The Lifestream forever harmed and wounded.
A permanent scar to add.

Aelrin Alcast was no more.
The Glory of Barsburg and her Empire laid dominant within that moment,
Headed by the mad genius Ryker pyr Docro himself.