Victor floated in the vast, empty void, his mind racing. The voice had spoken to him, a command echoing through the endless silence: Prepare for your awakening.
But what did it mean? His thoughts were a whirlwind of confusion. What is an awakening? What am I supposed to prepare for?
"Hello?" Victor's voice was a whisper in the vast emptiness. "Can you hear me? Where am I? What is happening to me?"
For a moment, there was only silence—then, the voice returned, more distinct this time, as if it came from everywhere and nowhere all at once.
"You are about to cross into a new realm, Victor. A world far beyond the one you knew. This is the place of your rebirth, the world where your true potential will be awakened."
Victor tried to grasp the meaning of the words. Rebirth? He was dead, wasn't he? Was this truly the afterlife? His thoughts raced again, swirling with questions, each more perplexing than the last.
"What world?" he asked, his voice a mix of fear and curiosity. "What is this place? Where am I going?"
The voice answered again, its tone calm and ancient, as if it had spoken these words countless times.
"You are entering Aetheron, the Core of the Astrithon Universe. This is a place of great power, where the laws of creation and destruction intertwine. It is a realm where immortals walk among dragons, where primordial beings stir beneath the fabric of existence itself. And it is here that you will awaken."
Victor could barely comprehend the enormity of what the voice was saying. Aetheron? His mind was struggling to process the information. He was being reborn into a world of gods and dragons?
"But... What is the awakening?" he asked, his voice trembling. "What do you mean by that? What am I supposed to do?"
The voice was silent for a moment before it replied, the words coming with a weight that seemed to make the air around Victor vibrate.
"The awakening is the unlocking of your true power. You are not just any being, Victor. You are the heir to a bloodline unlike any other—a bloodline of the Void Dragon, one of the oldest and most powerful entities in all of existence. This bloodline will grant you the innate ability to manipulate the Void itself."
Victor's breath caught in his throat. Void Dragon? He could barely wrap his mind around the words. Dragons, powerful beings—he had heard legends of them in his previous life, but they were just stories. Now, he was supposed to inherit the powers of one?
"Void?" Victor repeated, his mind trying to make sense of it. "What does that mean for me? What is this power?"
"You will wield the Void as your weapon," the voice explained. "A power that transcends time, space, and matter. The Void is nothingness—yet it is everything. You will learn to manipulate it, control it, and harness its infinite potential. But this power comes with a price. It will challenge you, shape you, and force you to evolve."
Victor could hardly process it all. Heir to a Void Dragon? Power beyond comprehension? Was this a blessing—or a curse?
"And... what am I preparing for?" he asked, his voice quieter now, almost fearful. "What is my purpose in this world?"
"You are preparing to follow the Overlord Path," the voice answered, its tone resolute. "It is the path of those who seek to rise above all others, to become a force of creation and destruction. It is a path of unimaginable power and responsibility. And you, Victor, are destined to walk it."
Before Victor could speak again, he felt a sudden surge of energy course through him. It was as if his very being was being reshaped. His mind blurred, and his body seemed to dissolve into nothingness. He felt as though he was being pulled, torn apart and reformed, the very fabric of his existence being rewritten.
And then—he was no longer floating in the endless void.
His senses sharpened, and he felt warmth, softness, and the distinct smell of earth and air. The world around him began to take shape—a soft light, a sense of comfort. He realized with a shock that he could feel his body once again. He looked down, and instead of the nothingness he had expected, he saw small hands—tiny, delicate hands.
Victor gasped as he realized what had happened. He was no longer in the form of an adult. He had been reborn—into the body of a baby.
But this was no ordinary rebirth.
He could sense it, deep within his bones—the bloodline of the Void Dragon flowing through him. It thrummed with power, ancient and primal, as if it had always been a part of him. And yet, his body was fragile—small and helpless. A baby, born to powerful beings, with a destiny far greater than he could have imagined.
His mind was still racing. What now? he wondered. What do I do now?
The voice returned once more, this time gentler but still filled with authority.
"You will grow, Victor. You will learn. The world you are born into is vast, full of dangers, and filled with powerful beings. But you have the potential to become one of them—one of the strongest. The path to your awakening has begun, and soon, you will start your journey. Trust in your bloodline, and in the power of the Void."
Victor closed his eyes, feeling the overwhelming force of his new existence. The Overlord Path. The Void Dragon bloodline. His journey had just begun—and though he didn't know what lay ahead, he knew one thing for certain: He had been given a second chance, and he would rise to meet it.
Name: None
Lifespan : 1 / 200 yrs
stage: infancy
strength : 500
Energy: 1200
bloodline: Void dragon and Apex Human
Laws: Space (Void)
Etc...