"This was a terrible idea!"
Elaria tumbled through chaos, Draven's hand the only solid thing in a universe of screaming darkness. The void realm was nothing like the organized sections she'd visited before. This was raw, primal void. The space where reality itself forgot to exist.
"Keep moving!" Draven pulled her forward, his void-born nature giving him instinctive navigation. "The Void King's domain is this way!"
"How can you tell? Everything looks the same!"
"I can feel him. His presence is like a beacon."
They pushed through fragments of broken realities. Elaria saw glimpses of places that had once existed. Cities long fallen. Worlds long dead. All consumed by the void and preserved as memories.
Something massive moved past them. A void entity so large they couldn't see its edges.
