Early Author Note: I decided to stray as little as possible from the early draft, and so, this is modified a bit, but only about 10%. The core idea is still the same.
Surrounded by the army of Death Butterflies, Arad's void turned darker, and as he smiled, it expanded outward to form a second incarnation of himself. But that wasn't the end, but where the horror itself started.
This incarnation looked exactly like Arad, but its eyes were replaced by hollow orbs of pure darkness, its skin was marred with black veins, and dots of sharp scales could be seen faintly vibrating with magic as they erased the air touching them.
Inside Arad's stomach, deep within the darkest reaches of his void, the titanic, transparent soul of AO reflected the darkness of his void, and then, a stream of power burst downward like a waterfall.
