They stood in a circle, laughing.
"He's Voidless."
"No mark. No future. No worth."
Kael stood silently, head lowered.
He had heard it all before.
But today… something felt different.
A funeral was being held for a warrior no one remembered.
The air was heavy.
A broken relic lay beside the coffin.
Kael reached for it.
💥 The moment his fingers touched it—
the ground cracked open.
Wind stopped.
Sound died.
A voice spoke inside his mind:
"Do you want to exist?"
Kael whispered:
"I already don't."
"Then take me… and become something beyond existence."
🔥 A black mark spread across his chest like living ink.
And beneath the grave…
something opened its eyes.