SECRET X

With one final strike, The Yellow King fractures—its form unraveling into a cascade of light and static before vanishing completely from existence. The silence that follows is immense, almost sacred. Then the sky ruptures.
From beyond the shimmering void, colossal humanoid hands descend, vast silhouettes against a horizon that bends like liquid glass. They move with deliberate precision, repositioning fragments of the world as though rearranging pieces on a cosmic board. The players watch in awe and dread as the truth settles in: none of their choices had ever been their own. Every victory, every loss authored by the unseen hands of something greater. The revelation burns through their minds then vanishes, wiped clean as the dimension collapses in a blinding pulse of white. When the light fades, the wolf is there. For the first time in ages, it lies down, exhaling a sound that is equal parts relief and resignation. Its body begins to decay instantly, fur giving way to ash, bones turning to
dust. Yet, even as it fades, a faint smile forms across what remains of its face. With a final surge of energy, it releases one last pulse, a teleportation field that engulfs the players and carries them through the dissolving void. Moments later, they awaken once more inside Ernie’s Laboratory, surrounded by the hum of broken machinery and the faint echo of a god’s dying sigh.

Gain secret cards X.