Sublime

fluid light.

His black flames, his cleansing tide of pure madra, and his Dreadgod arm all harmonized with his will of destruction. The Void Icon sang, closer than ever.

Power washed out, flooding him with awe. He glanced at the aura, which seemed both shining white and utter black at the same time, as though he couldn't see through the doorway because it was both too bright and too dark. Either way, the aura blinded his spiritual sight, and he had to close down that sense as he stepped inside the ancient storehous

Facing the void feels so overwhelming because it is the birthplace of limitless possibility. It is the place of potential new life, and the repository of the old.

light as a living entity.

will feel, in this very moment, the relief, freedom, and joy that any realization of voidness brings.