Deep beneath the surface, where light has never reached…
…there rules a force older than stone.
COMPRESS. BECOME WHAT I COMMAND.
KRRRUNCH
But pressure does not always break. Sometimes… it transforms.
KRAKOOM!
Something is forming that was never supposed to exist.
YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE A ROCK!!
Sorry Carbon daddy…
EAT MY SPARKLE!
WHOOOOSH
He runs. Because that is what diamonds do when they are born — they rise.
The surface. The Burning Streets. A world he has never seen.
You look like you could use a sidekick.
You look like a fancy thermos.
The road ahead burns. Behind them, Carbon Pressure stirs. This is only the beginning.