The void coils and writhes, an angry mass that hungers for death and destruction. It can be shaped and twisted to its wielders will, or it can consume their very soul. The void is untameable, uncontrollable, and eventually, left to its slumber, content on feasting on those foolish enough to come seeking its power. But it finds someone, someone worthy of wielding its power, someone that awakens the protective instincts within it, and it latches on, hissing and snapping, because the next person to touch this boy, will die. ~~~~~ There will be death and gore so read at your own risk I suppose. Updates will not be constant, I have a slight plot in mind, so, great I guess. Hope you all enjoy!