The Watcher chuckled—a sound that was neither comforting nor ominous, but simply… knowing.
"Because it is."
The void rippled.
Aiden felt it instantly—something vast stirring in the distance.
Something that had been waiting.
Something beyond gods.
Beyond fate.
Beyond even the Watcher.
Aiden narrowed his eyes. "What is that?"
The Watcher's presence seemed to dim, as if even they were uncertain.
"The Overvoid."
Aiden frowned. "...And?"
The Watcher hesitated. "It is the place where even gods do not tread. The realm beyond realms. The nothingness that was before all things and will be after all things."
Aiden clenched his sword. "And it's noticed me?"
The Watcher nodded.
"More than that, Aiden."
The void shook.
A single presence descended.
Not a god.
Not a concept.
Not a being.
Something beyond existence itself.
—𝘏𝘖𝘖𝘖𝘖𝘖𝘖𝘔—!
A pressure unlike anything Aiden had ever felt crashed down upon him.
It was not power.
It was not authority.
It was simply absolute.
