The training room was silent except for the rhythmic thud of Alex's fists against the heavy bag.
He had been at it for hours. Pushing himself. Testing his limits. Trying to drown out the voice that had been whispering in his mind for the past three days.
*Alexander. You can't hide from me. I'm a part of you now.*
The Void. The original Void. The one that had created the Eternal. The one that was now a part of him.
Alex punched harder. Faster. The bag swung wildly, its chains groaning under the strain.
*You're strong. I'll give you that. But strength won't save you. Nothing will save you.*
"Shut up," Alex growled.
*Make me.*
Alex stopped punching. His chest heaved. Sweat dripped from his brow.
The voice was still there. Whispering. Taunting. Waiting.
He closed his eyes and reached
