A pale, ghostly woman with glowing eyes emerges from a dark, circular void in a gloomy, mist-shrouded forest filled with scattered skulls.

a mysterious noir circular blob, unmoving and ominous. At first glance, it swallowed light itself—holding within an unspoken presence, stalking them. Staring into what seemed like its shadowy depths, you could feel the static raw and unrestrained power of dark matter like gazing into the very essence of chaos and despair. It swallowed, collecting the remaining husks, the last remnants of what once breathed life, leaving no visible damage behind. Slowly, from the barren, scarred heart of the forest, when a presence began to stir, swallowing the last of the youngest's detritus into small particles. In the obscured abyss, as if surfacing a bottomless endless ocean, something emerged. Black as night, hair parted from the middle and fell past an exposed forehead back into its source— a haunting, prismatic aura was forming and pulsated. Two eyes opened emerging, with a grey lifeless hue yet burned, with an ancient and subtle presence; hovering out of the darkness to stalk when the voice spoke once more- This plane of existence cannot suffice our true essence; we are not meant to stay here. Unlike those with flesh, our bond remains unbreakable, yearning always, to be whole once more beyond this fleeting realm. So keep in mind- young one, we may ignite chaos and stir despair, but you refuse to be consumed by it. See more