A man stands in front of the crumbling tower of Virus. Not a single living soul can be seen in the aftermath of the showdown. The man sets his brief case down and opens it, revealing a thick, swirling mass. "They are gone. All is going according to plan The proposals are given. The space time continum is flexible." A deep voice, ancient, responds. "Goood. Very promising. We await beyond the gate. Do not disappoint us. Or else..." The swirling mass is snuffed out. Cronos smiles as the air ripples around him, then he disappears. [spoiler] Quick edit: The Deep has been cut out. Don't want any trouble going forward. Thanks to y'all for letting me know. [/spoiler]