Chapter 118

Abyss, the emptiness, the void, how one could define such abstract idea into a magic, a world, a city?

I did not know, but I had a very palpable idea that would make me shiver every time my memory played back the deadly grip the mist had over me, its strange pull, the more such strange description seemed to fit.

It was the lack of… something, everything, and such named magic could only entice my imagination as to what it is capable of, a more lethal degree of Void Magic, an already deadly concept raised up a notch.

But I guess I would not need to guess for long since we are about to walk in into this mess.