The Void family's mansion was a place that was both majestic and oppressive. Towering structures cast long shadows over the grounds below, reaching such heights that they reached for the sky. Rumors and concerns were interwoven with murmurs of power and heritage within its walls. As he walked along the corridors with deliberate steps, Kael's penetrating eyes revealed only a small amount of the conflict raging within him. He had begun to experience the weight of expectations, the stirrings of the composition within him, and the increasing number of eyes that were glued to his every move. A voice murmuring, "Kael Voidbreaker," could be heard emanating from the opposite side of the passageway. "The Nexus selected him," another individual replied, simultaneously conveying admiration and envy. He ignored these comments. These remarks were of no value. He was not present to address trivial concerns or to make a positive impression on those with confined minds. He took another stride toward his objective today with his workout. The exclusive training facilities that the Void Family provided were a testament to their immense wealth and ambitions. The room was immense and frigid, and it resonated with the force of restraint. The obsidian flooring was adorned with intricate void sigils. Despite the fact that they were designed to contain even the most destructive energies, Kael harbored a nagging suspicion that they would be unable to fully regulate the chaos caused by his own strength. Lord Varyn, his father, was situated in the center of the circle, and he was the individual who issued the command. Velara, who was situated adjacent to Kael, was an individual whom he had not anticipated. Her unwavering demeanor and her mastery of the Void earned her a reputation as a cultivator within the family; she was renowned for both capabilities. Varyn responded with a frigid and unfriendly tone, stating, "You are tardy." Kael declined to demonstrate any indication of remorse, except for a slight tilt of his head. "I'm here right now." Before he made a gesture toward Velara, he was the object of Varyn's concentrated gaze for a brief period. "She will be responsible for your training today." You will learn to attend, study, and be obedient. Velara stepped forward, casting a cold gaze in Kael's direction. She stated, "Your awakening has caused quite a stir." Nevertheless, authority that is not accompanied by control is akin to a light in a hurricane. You will be tested today to see if you can stay calm or follow in the footsteps of so many others. Kael's gaze was composed. He spoke with a composed demeanor that was slightly tinged with steel as he declared, "I do not burn out." Velara's expression was characterized by a slight smirk, despite his absence of mirth. "We'll see," she replied. As Velara activated the training array, a scintillating corona of Void energy encircled the hall as it passed through. It functioned as a perpetual reminder that failure to adhere to its boundaries would result in immediate repercussions due to its low and consistent vibration. Velara offered an explanation, stating, "Instability will cause this array to respond." There will be immediate consequences if you lose control. "Begin." Kael's attention was focused, and his eyes were closed as he reached deep to close his eyelids. The fragment of Nothingness agitated, causing it to become turbulent and uncompromising, much like a typhoon that was just waiting to be released. It was a challenging task to summon its power, as it was resistant to being subdued and threatened to overwhelm him if he did not make a sufficient effort. Kael imagined the energy taking on a physical form while it was coursing through him. Suddenly, his hand was filled with a sphere of nothingness, and its surface rippled like a liquid shadow. The fragment's insatiable appetite had an adverse effect on the surrounding light, which became dim. Velara responded, "That is satisfactory." "Now, shape it into something that can be of use." The sphere expanded and began to contort into the form of a blade as Kael's concentration intensified. It was a weapon that had emerged from the void, and its edges were shimmering with explosive energy. Velara issued the directive, "Attack me." Kael swiftly adjusted his sword, which sliced through the air in a rapid arc. Velara countered with a surge of Void energy as she seamlessly sidestepped. Kael dissolved the blade to establish a barrier, thereby absorbing the attack. Nevertheless, part of him resisted. The barricade was quivering, and its margins were fraying. Due to his instability, the training array commenced to pulsate, and Kael was struck by an unbridled energy surge. Kael clenched his teeth against the pain, causing him to stumble. "Once more," Velara replied; her demeanor was indicative of agreement. It is as if you are trying to exert control over a chained beast. The Void is not intended to be constrained in any manner. "Lead it, rather than fighting it," Kael gradually exhaled, her words piercing through the fury he was experiencing. He once again reached deep, and this time, he allowed the fragment's untamed energy to flow unimpeded. Rather than exerting complete control over it, he shaped it in the manner of a potter leading clay. The sphere reemerged, this time in a fixed and stable position, and Kael's movements became more precise and acute. The training array emitted a faint pulse, as if to acknowledge his advancement. Velara extended a slight bow. The more favorable. Conversely, this is only the beginning. As the training concluded, Kael stood at the perimeter of the array. His respiration was labored, but his irises were luminous with determination. He understood that this was only the beginning, now that he had felt the piece yield to his will and experienced the sensation of power. Velara's visage was challenging to identify as he approached. Kael, you pose a menace to all individuals. In contrast, danger is like a blade nobody is using. Please never overlook that. Kael's mind was occupied with other things, yet he tilted his head slightly away from him. The piece was a constant reminder of the power that he had not yet fully mastered, as he was aware of its stirring within him. Kael's thoughts were drawn to the Greater World as he gazed out over the celestial horizon from the veranda of his quarters that evening. He was cognisant of the fact that his family's ambitions extended far beyond the confines of this world. Furthermore, he was cognisant that his composition would draw the attention of entities that were significantly more formidable than anything he had encountered to date. Kael's voice was characterized by a subdued yet resolute tone, as he declared, "This world is too small for me." "The rest of the world will be familiar with my name." He predicted future conflicts by controlling the chaos under his feet. The fragment murmured in unison.