The Oblivion Walker

█̷̛̙͉̮͚̱̬͔̺̭̯̼͚̹̬͍̜̝̖̣͉̣̮̩̖̠͕̙̘̗̉̊̅̈́̌̌̂̄̅̆͒̈͑̈́̈́̉̔̓̋̉̏͑͒̌͑̏͂͘̚̕͘͠͝ͅ█̸̡̛̫͙̼͍̙̹͉̬͚̟̻̣̻͙͎̣͍͍̺̼̖̿̈͆̏̀̉̌͂̂͂̓͒̀́͗̅͝͝█̵̢͖̟̗̜̟̣̝̼̮̰̤̆́̌̽̉̑̈́̊̒͋̐̀̍̏́͌̚͝█̷̧̢̡̧̧̢̡̢͍̺͚̰͇̙̱̼̥̝̫̞̗̣̺͖͉̠͇͓̰͈͔̙̮̘̳̭͙̘̣̗̖̫͍́̊͑͗̈́̽͜ͅ█̷̛̙͉̮͚̱̬͔̺̭̯̼͚̹̬͍̜̝̖̣͉̣̮̩̖̠͕̙̘̗̉̊̅̈́̌̌̂̄̅̆͒̈͑̈́̈́̉̔̓̋̉̏͑͒̌͑̏͂͘̚̕͘͠͝ͅ█̸̡̛̫͙̼͍̙̹͉̬͚̟̻̣̻͙͎̣͍͍̺̼̖̿̈͆̏̀̉̌͂̂͂̓͒̀́͗̅͝͝█̷̢̨̢̧̧̧̛̟̫͚͓̩̳̗̙̺̘̱̩̜̝̲͓͖̮͎̫̞̲̭̯͍̜͖̥̦͖͚͈̝̳͓͔̺̘̩̘̪̳̓̿̐̑̐͋̑̔̈́̅̄͒̾̋̈́̀̒͊̉̈̀͂̎̈́̍̓̾̃̇̐̚͠͝ͅ█̷̛̙͉̮͚̱̬͔̺̭̯̼͚̹̬͍̜̝̖̣͉̣̮̩̖̠͕̙̘̗̉̊̅̈́̌̌̂̄̅̆͒̈͑̈́̈́̉̔̓̋̉̏͑͒̌͑̏͂͘̚̕͘͠͝ͅ█̸̡̛̫͙̼͍̙̹͉̬͚̟̻̣̻͙͎̣͍͍̺̼̖̿̈͆̏̀̉̌͂̂͂̓͒̀́͗̅͝͝█̷̢̨̢̧̧̧̛̟̫͚͓̩̳̗̙̺̘̱̩̜̝̲͓͖̮͎̫̞̲̭̯͍̜͖̥̦͖͚͈̝̳͓͔̺̘̩̘̪̳̓̿̐̑̐͋̑̔̈́̅̄͒̾̋̈́̀̒͊̉̈̀͂̎̈́̍̓̾̃̇̐̚͠͝ͅ█ Within the infinite void, there are a few countless odd beings scattered about. Permanently drifting. Ungodly or divine in nature. They drift, unable to know that they aren’t alone or that there are others drifting like them simply due to how endless it is. Time crawls to a halt. Space grows stagnant. Darkness remains a constant. Infinite. Eternal. Untouchable. But sometimes within the endless black of nothing, after a few eternities, something might come across something to escape their eternal monotony, whether it be someone else or something much farther than that. Floating through the void, a nameless spirit finds itself amongst endless nothing. Empty and desiring more, it quietly waits. Until eventually, it can feel the pull of reality, they allow it to take hold of them. Authors Notes: Story is gonna be about a kid who’s gotten out of the void and appeared in this world. The world is gonna be very fantasy based. I’ve read a bunch of stories and dropped nearly all of them due to them literally being the same story but done worse. So this is hopefully gonna be different in that regard. Whether it be different in story or better done. I’ve made a bunch of past really shitty versions, but this is likely gonna be the final draft of the story. I don’t think there’s anyone who’s been waiting for this, but if so, you really gotta set your priorities straight. Anyways, I hope you enjoy the story.