The journey was never as simple as it seemed. Even now, as Aiden trudged through the harsh wilderness with Lira and the small band of survivors that had joined them, the weight of the world felt heavier than ever. They had barely begun their efforts to rebuild, and already the signs of impending doom were beginning to resurface.
Aiden could sense it, the subtle tremor in the earth beneath his feet, the shift in the air as though something long buried had begun to stir. The Void had been sealed, yes, but its influence had never fully disappeared. The forces that had allowed it to break through were still present, lurking in the shadows, waiting for a crack, a weakness, a moment of vulnerability to exploit. And they had learned that the Void was patient. It could wait for centuries, if necessary, until the time was right to strike again.
