As you leave the island, bellies full and a renewed sense of vigor sailing seems oddly smooth for the first few months slowly you are in sight of a port, more homunculus, none wearing the blue flower, none moving?

You feel something is wrong… any homunculus in the category of true or below friendly or otherwise in your group seem to be comatose. Those above that amount of power, seem to be barely standing vomiting blood.

The sky has clouded, a storm seems to be brewing… Eden and her family are seen flying in different directions looking for something.

In the distance there is an explosion, the energy is black and there is a feeling of malice in the air suddenly she is in sight, a figure reminding you of the swan clad in back, the number 26 written on her hand, Genesis.

In an instant you see her wipe out the nearest homunculus settlement. At first there is a glimmer of hope that she is here to liberate you, she begins absorbing the souls of the fallen, a nearby healer explains she is breaking them down, destroying them so they can never be brought back through the focus. A scholar speculates that even if we were to undo what eden has done, if the souls are destroyed the commoners killed by Genesis in the manner could not be brought back.

A glade runs across Genesis’ neck a second blade is pushed through her chest, Lazarus and Abel have arrived, well this worlds versions of them. The souls absorbed fly out of its open wounds and fly off as if they were fleeing the terror of oblivion. Genesis turns around with a single movement of her hand Genesis, tears Abel in two, and with just a look Lazarus is atomized.

Genesis heads towards your settlement, there is at least one allied Homunculus there and that is her target. A single commoner, maybe a farmer maybe a baker, who knows gets in genesis’ way, a simple act as throwing a rock and some harsh words, for the first time you see her eyes, eyes like a shark, there is no mind, no consciousness, only a predatory instinct to destroy. The Farmer is in pieces on the floor before you can blink. A pale figure quickly whisks the soul away to where you can only assume is safety.

Genesis’ gaze is quickly cast upon you’re populace deciding whether or not you are targets. Before she can decide her attention is called elsewhere, Lilith, Belberith, and Heimdell are reported flying in a group north of your group, Genesis’ eyes are fixed on that location, and like that she is gone.