Ethan stood at the threshold of the impossible—a void beyond time, space, and existence itself, a realm that defied every notion of reality he'd ever known.
The battlefield stretched infinitely in every direction, yet there was no ground beneath his feet, no horizon to anchor his gaze.
No stars pierced the darkness, no sky arched overhead, no beginning or end marked the expanse. Only a shifting, pulsating nothingness enveloped him, a living void that thrummed with an energy older than creation, its silence a weight that pressed against his soul.
It was as if he stood at the edge of all things—and beyond it, where even edges ceased to exist.
Then, it appeared.
