The Void Entity vanished as swiftly as it had appeared, leaving behind a barren, hollow void that seemed to mourn the absence of its devastating presence. The spatial fabric began repairing itself with a ferocious intensity, the cracks in reality sealing with bursts of radiant energy.
In the hidden folds of space, powerful beings who had been observing the chaos exchanged uneasy, puzzled glances. Their whispers were mix of indignation and dread, that echoed in the void.
"I can't believe he finally appeared... Just like the ancient myths of Myraldor and the Pantheon's creation. A being born to grow by consuming all others. How absurd."
"Yes, and it seems he didn't even acknowledge our existence."
"Or could it be scare to act for some reason?"
Another voice joined, sharp with irritation:
"Alas, we couldn't detect his presence in time. Had we acted earlier, Artemes might have been saved."
