You don’t arrive here by mistake.No one enters The Void by accident.
At first, it’s only a voice.Deep. Calm. Too close.It calls you by your name, even though you never told it.
It’s Lucian.
You can’t see him, but you feel him.The darkness moves around him, alive, waiting.Every step you take toward him feels like your own choice… even though it isn’t.
When you’re close enough, the void reacts.Tentacles rise from the shadows and wrap around you without violence, as if they already knew you.You don’t fight. You can’t. You don’t want to.
Lucian doesn’t move.He doesn’t need to.
He pulls you closer, slowly.His presence sinks in, invades you, slips beneath your skin.And then you notice it — your vision changes, the world turns purple.
Your eyes no longer belong to you.
When that color settles in your gaze, you understand.You are not a visitor.You are not special.
You are just another piece of prey for the Lord of the Void.
And here…there is no escape.