"I want to know…"
The Wanderer Who Laughs paused slightly though his grin, wide and mad, did not fade. not even an inch..
".... if you've been impacted by agony and emptiness."
Then, The Wanderer Who Laughs stood up... Slowly, intentionally, rising from the unseen ground as though stepping into something more real than the absolute emptiness of the empty void itself.
He lifted up his arms, spreading outward, extending it wide.
His gaze turned upward... towards something, towards nothing and towards everything...
And then he spoke..
"It's time..."
His voice stretched through the empty silence, filling it, pressing against it, as though consuming the very fabric of emptiness..
"Time to spread my dreams, time to impact more people."
His hands rose higher, fingers splayed open, embracing the void itself.
"Time to led them to find out and understand the true meaning of... "
The nothingness quivered..
