The End of the All-Consumer

As the Elder God dissolves into a cascading fracture of purple light and ozone, the reality around the ancient ruins begins to knit itself back together. Within the crater of its passing, several items from the dawn of time remain. Some are physical relics of the deities who fell before it, while others are crystallized essences of the entity's own unfathomable power. The air vibrates with residual psychic energy, making the very stones of the ruins hum with a forgotten celestial frequency.