Where there is light, there must be dark, and where descended Unconquered Resplendence-of-Dawn from the Glory, so did Flooding Dusk. Flooding Dusk is creeping night, the Hour of the day drawing to an end and the warm, comforting lights that yet remain, Flooding Dusk is the Hour of mercy from the sun's rays and the Glory's dictates. Flooding Dusk is one of the remaining survivors of the end, a last mercy that is denied it.