"Who am I?"
Damien repeated it back.
"Who…are you?"
The man was still coming to consciousness, so he couldn't say much more than the words he was already saying, but the look in his eyes was desperate, as if his entire life hinged on Damien's answer.
'Is there really a need to lie?'
He'd been concealing his identity whenever he left the palace, but he didn't feel the need to do so this time.
More so, he felt like it would be wrong to do so.
"I am Damien Void."
He answered truthfully, removing his disguise.
When the man saw his purple eyes, when he heard his name, his face morphed once again.
"Ah…ah…Void…!"
He knew he'd felt it properly before.
The aura of Void, he'd sensed it when Damien acted earlier. It was because of that aura that he called Damien over, but Damien wasn't the man he expected to see arrive.
"Void…?"
It became clear at that moment.
