"It all started some eras ago. I am known as the Collector. I travel across worlds and universes, collecting souls and growing stronger... *cough*." Void smiled as he coughed.
"Wrong story, but I am a collector nonetheless. A collector of souls and a destroyer of worlds."
Void thought this with a serene smile, while Linkir, watching from behind, remained cold and distant.
The war between orcs and dragons had finally come to an end, with the dragons emerging victorious.
*Roarrrrr!*
The surviving dragons roared in triumph, their massive wings spreading as they prepared to head to the main battlefield. The remaining orcs scattered, fleeing in terror.
"Such sweet souls..." A voice echoed. All the dragons heard this just before a snap rang out.
*Snap!*
Fire surged from nowhere and everywhere, its heat unbearable.
*Roar...*
The dragons screamed as their bodies collapsed, turning to ash within seconds. The remaining orcs met the same fate, burning to nothingness.
