Chapter 66 Voidwright (6)
For thousands of years, Void—the absolute emptiness—was the point zero of magic: untouchable, unalterable, only to be evaded or subdued through great sacrifice. In the dark silence, it lay shrouded in shadows, cloaked in chilling solitude, as if yearning to reveal how hollow and transparent the world appeared in its absence.
However, after the tragic demise of Vorrak at the hands of the Nameless Crown, Void is no longer untouchable. It now resembles a haunting gray painting, where each devilish stroke embodies the unspoken sorrow of souls ensnared in profound yearning, capturing the essence of heartbreak and loss.
No longer merely an abyss, Void can now be recognized and even shaped by those courageous enough to remember something that never existed. Like buried memories daring to surface through the fragile veil of time, Void seems to whisper to the audacious creators, inviting them to experience it through every delicate thread of emotion and longing, as if each heartbeat echoed a silent story yearning to be told.
"It's like naming the hunger itself... then consuming it."
— Archsage Myrren, as he witnessed the Void Fragment begin to respond to emotions. His words resonated like a haunting echo in an empty valley, imbuing the air with the palpable sorrow behind each desire to comprehend the vast emptiness enveloping them.
For the first time, the Void began its transformation, embracing the profound solitude that had accompanied it for eons. From this profound emptiness sprang forth two colossal wombs, reminiscent of the majestic branches of a life-giving tree, long severed from its nurturing roots. From these wombs were birthed two new entities, symbolizing the notion that even from profound void, new hope can emerge, albeit forever haunted by an ancient loneliness that lingers like a specter in the night.
Arista the Lost – The Forgotten Child of the Cosmos
"She never existed. But we all remember her."
Arista was not simply created; she happened, as if unseen hands of fate grasped the collective memory, igniting flickers of light within the overwhelming darkness. The shadow of a little girl—whose name was never etched in the annals of history—lingers quietly in the stillness of the night, her radiant smile forever etched in the corners of dreams. In every endless tale and every heart-wrenching sob that ripples through the fabric of time, Arista is ever-present. She is enveloped in layers of sorrow, embodying that which is lost yet eternally remembered.
Form: She appears as a faceless girl, her body flowing like morning dew, overlooked by the beckoning light of the sun. A delicate black ribbon dances gently in the unseen air, symbolizing the emptiness that surrounds her—a silent melody crafting a poignant song of solitude.
Voidwright Domain: Eidolon Despair – In this realm, grief weaves an invisible web, ensnaring souls trapped in aimless confusion. Pain manifests with cruel precision, an affliction without cause, and each anguished breath of its victims echoes in a haunting chorus of despair. Surrounded by a tapestry of shadows, they find themselves adrift in an ocean of unanswered questions, losing the will to live amidst the suffocating silence.