The lowest layer of the Abyss was known as the Devouring Depths.
There was no light here.
No sound. No warmth. Not even the most basic sense of space, such as up, down, left, or right, existed.
Aiden stepped out of the void passage, and in the next instant, his entire body was swallowed by endless darkness.
Thick, heavy, and filled with a dead silence that seemed able to corrode everything.
That was Aiden's first impression of the Devouring Depths.
Creak-
The body of an Intermediate God, strong enough to withstand a strike from a true god, actually let out a strained, grinding sound the moment he entered this place.
It was not gravity.
It was not a physical attack either.
It was a terrifying pressure that came from the level of concept itself, as if this place was trying to "digest" him.
Buzz!
Divine patterns suddenly lit up in Aiden's double-pupiled eyes.
The profound power of the Law of Space spread out at once, trying to form an absolute defense around him.
