"Void"
It was not related to the entity that Damien chased, but his own family.
A massive white board lined with gold descended from the heavens to meet him. It was backed by a holy light that almost formed a mirage of angel wings and made one feel the weight of the entire universe.
Right, the Firmament Board could not be reached by anyone who could not bear this pressure.
When Damien saw it, he immediately knew what to do. He raised his hand, and the world's energy naturally formed a brush in his grasp.
He raised it to that board, to the position underneath the one occupied by his surname.
His father was only ever able to leave four letters on this board while enduring its pressure. He was not able to completely immortalize himself in the cosmic core of the True Void Universe.
Damien was different.
The pressure he felt was massive, but it was not overwhelming.