Asher's eyes narrowed.
From the far end of the ruined hall, something finally stepped into view.
A towering figure—twisted, hollow, and wrong.
Its body looked like a man-shaped void, its skin stretched thin around black energy that leaked out in wisps. Chains dragged behind it, rattling across the stone floor. Wherever its feet touched, the ground dimmed… as if color itself was being drained away.
A Voider.
A creature born from contact with Void Laws.
A thing that devoured everything—mana, matter, and memory—leaving behind an empty husk that only knew how to destroy.
Asher exhaled slowly.
"So it's you," he muttered. "A Voider wandering this deep underground… that's new."
The creature's head tilted at an unnatural angle.
Black holes glowed where its eyes should've been.
Asher stared at it and spoke flatly:
"Did you even know you used to be alive?"
For a brief moment, the Voider paused.
