Ludwig couldn't feel a thing. Everything turned black for a second, a void so complete it felt as though he had been swallowed by the abyss itself. His thoughts echoed in the emptiness, loud and disjointed.
'Did I just die? Just like that? I didn't even see the sword swing.'
The darkness was suffocating, a vast, endless expanse that stretched in every direction. There was no sound, no light, no sensation—just the oppressive weight of nothingness. Ludwig's mind raced, trying to make sense of what had happened. He had been standing there one moment, and the next, he was here, in this void. Was this death? Was this what it felt like to be truly gone? Where is Necros?
But then, a voice cut through the silence, cold and commanding, yet tinged with an otherworldly resonance.
[Rise if you would, for that is thine duty!]
