"Why do you insist on… humanity? It's weak. Pathetic. Join me and we can become much stronger." A deep, sinister voice called out in the unending void.
Sol opened her eyes. She found her body intact, which was odd, as she never truly had one. However, the body she was in was familiar to her. There were scars in places she recalled, and a gigantic gash below her chin. It was as if this was her true self.
"Who are you?" Sol wasn't afraid of the voice for some reason. She knew that it was someone who wasn't particularly kind, but she also didn't feel on guard after hearing it. Instead, she felt at peace, as though it was a long lost friend talking to her.
"You do not even remember me after holding my body hostage?" The voice scoffed, clearly annoyed by Sol's demeanour.
