Cain's eyes narrowed as he found himself once again trapped within the Ancestor Domain of the Dark Blood King. This time, however, the power surrounding him felt even greater.
Absolute darkness stretched endlessly in every direction, swallowing all traces of light. There was no sound, no sensation, no reference point to anchor himself. Even the concepts of up and down had vanished, leaving him suspended in a seamless void that distorted perception itself.
Yet while the Ancestor Domain had grown stronger, so too had Cain.
His eyes glowed with golden and scarlet light as he pushed the Power of Chaos and the Flow to their limits, attempting to perceive not just his surroundings, but the very principles that shaped this domain. Slowly, fragments of understanding began to form.
