"In the vacuum of nothingness, a laughter full of joy echoed through the desolate space, a stark contrast to the emptiness that surrounded it. It was as if the laughter itself had taken on a life of its own, refusing to be extinguished by the bleakness of its surroundings.
As the laughter continued to reverberate, it began to take shape, forming into a figure that slowly started to take form. The figure's features became clearer, and soon, a face emerged from the void.
As the face emerged, it became clear that it belonged to a woman with an ethereal beauty. Her white hair was silky-smooth, Her skin was a radiant, porcelain-like complexion, and her features were delicate yet striking. But what caught attention was the intricate, glowing markings on her skin.
On her right chest, a stylized, glowing symbol pulsed with a soft, white light. It was surrounded by 50 small, delicate markings that resembled tiny daggers.
Her body was also adorned with a network of glowing, circuit-like pathways that crisscrossed her torso, arms, and legs. These pathways shimmered with a soft, golden light, and they seemed to be infused with a vital energy.
The woman's laughter continued to echo through the void, and as she took shape, her presence seemed to fill the desolate space. Her eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint, and her smile was radiant with joy.
As she stood there, bathed in the soft glow of her markings, she seemed to embody the essence of laughter and joy. And though the void surrounding her was still and silent, her presence seemed to hint at a deeper, more profound reality.
The voice laughter with joy suddenly she stop with a guilty look on her face and speak out loud to herself
Her voice speaking: my son has finally called me mother, but Demos my baby it's not the time to really tell you what I had to do to really save you
She then started to remember when Demos body start to disintegrate.
"No no no no please not you too please ",
I don't want to be a lone again, stop fucking disintegrate God damn it, "what have I done," please don't die, child you're the last bloodline off my husband. I will try to stop your body from disintegrate with my unique ability and use creation to heal your body or think of a way to fix what I did, I didn't think my celestial vanes would consume his vitality and his body, maybe grandpa Library can give me the answer.
As she use the LAW OF DESTRUCTION to destroying time and space fragment, around Demos disintegrating body then use the LAW OF CREATION so his soul won't disappeared into the cycle of reincarnation and activate her divine ability ( THE CHAMBERS OF NOTHINGNESS)
Then she enters the endless void of nothingness and use the low of creation once more to make modern infrastructure and put his body in a capsule so she has enough time to come up with a solution. Then she tore open the void and enter the library, hours pass years pass ,300 years pass but still no ways to save demos. So she visits her adopted mother ask for answers from her adopted mother and she tell her about soul rebirth and how place it in a new born fetus in a pregnant woman or to put the soul in a baby that's about to be born or a puppet
And she use the only memory she has of her husband.
his life essence .
In the present moment, she was lost in thought.
Unaware, she tore open the Void of Nothingness and stepped through it. Still deep in her thoughts, she barely noticed when a nearby guard cried out in fear.
Guardsman (shouting): "Who goes there?!"
Her voice: "What the fuck? Are you a new guard or something?"
Guardsman: "Yes—and the princess won't be seeing anyone, so please leave!"
Her voice: "Ahahahahaha… I'm the princess."
Guardsman: "That's a lie! Everyone knows the princess never leaves her chamber. And you're standing at her gate!"
It was only then she realized—she wasn't in her room anymore. She was standing at the palace gate. A sly smile crept across her face as she decided to play it off, pretending she'd known all along.
Her voice: "Could you tell my grandparents I'm here to visit?"
Guardsman (laughing): "Kakaka… you? Do you even know the punishment for impersonating a member of the royal family? It's death. And you don't even have the mark of a Sp—"
Suddenly, the guardsman froze. He felt it—an overwhelming, suffocating sense of danger. His words died in his throat as he looked down to see two blades gleaming in her hands.
Her voice (cold and deadly): "If you dare finish that sentence… my grandmother will be cleaning up the corpses of every single guard in this kingdom."
She growled.
The guards gripped their spears, swords, shields, and staffs in terror. Their eyes locked onto the woman with silky, smooth white hair and glowing rune symbols pulsing across her skin—runes that radiated with rage and fury. As her killing intent surged and grew beyond measure, a firm, commanding voice rang out from inside the palace:
"BRING THAT CHILD TO MY STUDY!"
10 Minutes Later...
Inside a room lined with books, grimoires, scrolls, and a large stone table carved with ancient runes, two figures sat in silence. The air was thick with anticipation.
Suddenly—a knock.
One of them, a woman with a commanding tone, called out:
"You may enter."
The moment the door opened, the white-haired woman ran forward, leapt onto the imposing old man, and threw her arms around him.
"Grandpa!!" she cried, clinging to him.
Then she turned and planted a kiss on her grandmother's cheek.
Grandmother (stern but relieved): "Child! Why did you lock yourself away in that place for so long? Do you know how worried we were?"
Her voice: "I… I didn't mean to. It's just… I was just…"
She tried to form an excuse—something less than the full truth—but nothing came to mind.
Then her grandfather's voice thundered, sending a shockwave through the room:
Grandfather (roaring): "CHILD… DID YOU… DID YOU GIVE BIRTH AGAIN?! WHO'S THE MOTHERFUCKER THAT KNOCKED UP MY GRANDCHILD?!"
His rage boiled over, his killing intent flooding the room.
Grandmother (snapping): "WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY, YOU OLD BASTARD?!"
She turned sharply to her granddaughter, ready to ask if it was true—but the look on the girl's face said it all.
Her eyes rolled back.
She fainted.
Her voice (panicked): "Grandmother?! Grandmother, are you okay?!"
Grandfather (calm but serious): "Don't worry. She'll be fine. But… who was it?"
The question made her chest tighten. Without answering, she slowly turned, tore open another rift in the void, and spoke over her shoulder.
Her voice: "Grandpa… only one man has ever touched my body. And he's long dead. I'm going to visit my mother."
Grandfather (gruffly): "Explain everything when you return. And don't stay too long at that woman's temple!"
Her voice (softly): "Okay. Bye-bye, Grandpa."
With those final words, she stepped into the void and vanished.