[You are the King, the Master. Bear the souls of your servants. Bear them and be the King of Defilement. Behold, the Master of the void.]
A frown appeared on his face as his eyes read the text. Suddenly, the worshipping flames increased their speed. In the corner of his eyes, he could vaguely see a shadow dancing.
Immediately, his eyes widened as the realization dawned on him.
'Is that my shadow?' He tried to mutter but could only muster his thoughts. Just as he was about to turn, the flames sparked as if warning him from moving even an inch.
Clasping his own hands, he blinked, suddenly showing an indifferent and calm expression. Heaving a sigh, he stared at the shifting text from the corner of his eyes.
[Fight against Fate, for he is your only enemy]
The text shifted again.
[Follow your instincts and make the movements]
Asher stared at the text for a minute to make sure it didn't shift again. After realizing the intention of the text, he heaved another sigh before straightening his back.
Following his sudden urges, he extended his right arm, removing the clasp on his hands. Instantly, the shadow in the corner straightened abruptly before moving towards him.
'What?' The shadow brought one of his hands forward; there was a 'V' sign floating on his hand. Through the other corner of his eyes, he saw the text shift again.
[Sacrifice to yourself.]
Raising one of his eyebrows at the demands of the text. He waited for the text to shift again. But the text remained the same.
"Am I supposed to do everything after this myself?" He muttered under his visible breath. His ocean-like eyes, which had a shine to them, glowed with even more illumination.
Suddenly, he felt a chill through his spine. His eyes widened as his mouth opened by itself. His eyes suddenly glowed with an even more ocean-like hue that pierced the air.
"Praise the Eclipse, the Whisper, The Accursed One, the king of the gates and echoes. For he is, the eternal master." His voice was deep and distorted. Cracks appeared in the air as his voice echoed through the realm.
The cracks in space immediately got torn apart by a crash of wind. The realm slowly broke piece by piece. Until only Asher and his flames remained, floating in ever nothingness.
The flames circling him suddenly sparked. A white figure that illuminated his surroundings stood in the distance in this realm of darkness, standing exactly where his shadow stood before.
Suddenly, a set of teeth appeared behind the bright white figure. The set of teeth moved as if ethereal, eventually arranging into a faceless grin. The flames circling him immediately rose, rising enough that Asher became hidden behind them in the view of the white figure.
The illuminated mysterious figure raised his left hand. The set of teeth separated in groups, arranging themselves such that they seemingly acted as a faceless mouth opened to devour its food.
The unconscious Asher, seemingly controlled, raised his right hand. A voidish energy had engulfed it completely; tiny sparks varying in colour had appeared on it as if stars were shining in a bottomless Abyss.
"You could've chosen anyone! Literally anyone! But to think you would choose someone as horrendous as this... I am utterly astonished by you. I wonder if this is pure mockery of me or your arrogance showing itself." The faceless mouth moved in sync with the words that echoed through the realm.
A corner of Asher's lips curled slightly. The voidish energy suddenly deepened, the sparks in it shining even more.
"Maybe it is to mock you; maybe it is my arrogance. Whatever it is, I can't care nonetheless. You know that very well and also the reason why I brought him here." A deep, distorted voice left his mouth that echoed through the bottomless abyss.
A deep chuckle tainted with insanity echoed through the Dimension that would send shivers down through anyone. A spear appeared on the white figure's raised hand. Spinning his spear in front of him, the set of teeth acting as a smile widened.
As that happened, the voice of thunder echoed through the abyss as a white blade appeared on Asher's extended hand. The white blade suddenly had black runes on it, extending into intricate patterns and reaching its hilt.
"You should have never allowed him to enter that Reality Gate in the World of Nothing. You truly made a mistake, as expected of you. The one who calls himself The Moron!" The deep, horrifying voice echoed once again; the white figure suddenly had red lips on his face that were curled into a smile.
In reply, a horrifying chuckle tainted the abyss again. Asher shifted his white blade, bringing it close to his waist and tilting it diagonally. A sudden thunder echoed through the world as his eyes snapped open.
An ocean-like hue rushed out and illuminated his surroundings. The rising flames shifted again, clearing his way towards the white figure. With a wave of his arm, the flames followed his movements and engulfed his other arm.
A grin was present on his face; the blade swang forth as he started to move.
"I am named The Moron. I am the one who made fools out of the Arch Gods. I, alone, changed the entire meaning of Moron! My existence prevails over nothingness. And you.." Asher pointed his blade towards the white figure before adding.
"you are going to be crushed by your own curse." His voice had a hoarse tinge to it. His entire body, except his face, was covered in the voidish energy with tiny sparkles. A white 'V' mark was present on his chest, which was covered with the given energy; white steams were being released by it as he took another step forward.
The red lips on the white figure's face suddenly lost their curl, and the mouth behind him straightened as well.
Spinning his white blade, Asher, who was being controlled, heaved a sigh that echoed as if ethereal through the bottomless void.
"Let's begin what we started aeons ago...
Fate."