“I have carried this burden longer than you can imagine,” the void finally spoke, his voice heavy with the weight of eons. “You think you created music? I composed the symphony for the ‘Seven Moments Before Life’ before you were even born from the ashes of the lifeless earth. I have shed countless forms, so many that I cannot remember my true appearance. And the throne has been a part of me for so long that I cannot remember a time when I was without it.”
The Black General was well aware of the truth. He understood that the tales of the wars for the Jasper Emperor’s throne were mere fables, for the Emperor had never changed, and had always existed since the very beginning of the Nameless World.
Likewise, he now knew that there was no Ancient Being, nor was there a Mother Goddess among
