[Deep In The Void — The Shadows Gather]
[One Year Later.]
For centuries, the dark sanctuary suspended in the absolute, lightless expanse of the void had remained in grim silence. The air within this forgotten dimensional pocket was thick with ancient malice, heavy enough to crush a mortal's lungs. At the center of the vast, obsidian chamber stood a massive altar, surrounded by the highest echelons of the multiverse.
"Finally."
Morrigan slowly raised one finger into the air, her dark, imposing aura rippling through the cold space as the legendary blood cup appeared before her. It hovered in the air, a grotesque artifact forged from the bones of dead gods and etched with forbidden runes meant to bridge the gap between life and oblivion.
She turned her golden gaze to the Cup, her eyes narrowing as she was genuinely stunned. The artifact, which was supposed to be overflowing with the harvested life force of entire worlds, was severely compromised.
