A figure stood on the edge of the decaying platform, her silhouette bathed in the crumbling shadows of the Obliteri domain.
Maera Nihilus' cold, expressionless gaze swept over the landscape, watching as structures decayed and reformed in an endless cycle.
Her presence felt like a quiet whisper of inevitability, as if the world itself was on the verge of collapsing under her will.
A spherical disc hovered silently above her hand, consuming small particles of debris that floated too close.
From behind, a servant approached cautiously. His voice was hesitant but respectful. "Apex Nihilus, the elders await your decision regarding the Veriataga Nexus."
Maera didn't turn to face him. Her cold, white eyes remained fixed on the crumbling horizon, her voice distant. "The Nexus… what a pointless gathering."
