Ethan chatted briefly with Nethrix, absorbing far more than he expected from their short exchange. When the primordial being finally bid him farewell and vanished, silence reclaimed the void.
Floating alone in the endless expanse, Ethan's mismatched eyes glimmered faintly as he exhaled a long breath. The symbol etched on his forehead—the three interlocking golden rings—throbbed with radiant power, each pulse echoing like a thunderclap across the nothingness.
A brilliance erupted from him, blinding and absolute, washing over the void itself. When it dimmed, the titanic beast was gone.
In its place stood a man.
