Capítulo 150: Glacial Epoch

In the silence of Zariels room, the two silently continued inscribing their bones well through the night. Zariel had noticed a faint shift in the aura around Aurelia as he pulled him into the Void but said nothing of it. That puzzled Zariel, watching her. 

He always thought clearly in the absent void. Here, the world was clear as the finest diamond. Untethered by unwanted feelings. Zariel was as cold as the icy winds of Sylvorlum. Colder yet. 

It was midnight, and the spiral of flames around the Void had returned. Spinning their Chaos as if to merge with the Void. Zariel wondered what that would be like, but he was patient. He had to be. 

The Void of Khaos was slowly etching beyond the realm of understanding, unraveling to form something he could not describe, much less imagine.