A stretch in space
In the heart of the void, darkness reigned supreme. It was a realm untouched by any form of light, where the absence of illumination seemed to devour everything in its path. A sense of endlessness enveloped Klaus walked in it. Every step he took echoed through the emptiness, amplifying the sensation of solitude and insignificance.
The void was a mysterious space that defied comprehension. It appeared as an eternal abyss, a canvas of boundless blackness stretching infinitely in every direction. No celestial bodies adorned this realm; no stars sparkled in the night sky, for there was no sky to speak of. It was as if the very concept of space had collapsed upon itself, leaving nothing but an all-encompassing obsidian shroud.