"You knew of the Void. A swirling abyss of power and chaos, hungering to swallow everything. You knew I was different, a rogue Void walking amongst humans. But what you didn't know was why?" She began, her voice soft yet laced with a hint of mischief. Perched on the edge of the shimmering garden's bench, her legs swinging idly. A smile played on her lips, but it never quite reached her eyes, like a mask hiding something deeper.
"Was it because you steal energy from other powerful Voids?" I asked, my voice laced with uncertainty. I learned this from Lazaros, but could I really trust his words? I haven't confronted him yet to know the reason he lied about creating the server. Knowing Lazaros, he wouldn't do something without a purpose.
