Author's Note: Unedited Chapter
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A lot of these planets were either shells of their former selves or their surfaces destroyed and marked with dark scorches.
"This place," Gustav muttered, "it's like a graveyard of worlds. What happened here?"
He floated amidst the celestial ruins, his golden body glowing faintly in the oppressive darkness.
The planets, though numerous, all seemed lifeless. Some were mere husks, their surfaces cracked and barren. Others bore the scars of unimaginable battles, their landscapes torn apart by forces beyond comprehension.
"There is no doubt about it... This is the Stagnant Siterus Void," Gustav voiced, "a void in time and space where the echoes of destruction linger."
He could feel the void drawing every essence of happiness within him, like there was an invisible force around. It was as if the very fabric of this place fed on despair, amplifying the emptiness and sorrow of its surroundings.