Previously
In a display of ironic and morbid longing, he even found himself wishing that the Demon God might return to his side, despite the perilous nature of her presence. Anything, it seemed, was preferable to this interminable emptiness. He yearned for a connection, a presence, a guide through this surreal journey that had transcended the boundaries of human experience.
His mind raced, spiraling through a whirlwind of thoughts, all leading to the same inescapable conclusion—he was utterly and irrevocably alone in this void. It was a disheartening realization, one that filled him with a profound sense of isolation, as though he were the last sentient being in existence.
