A/N: Allow me to be the first to say I went a bit overboard with this chapter but I really.. really hate Aaron. This chapter is hard to stomach but if you've got the guts for it, then please,
Enjoy…
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The void was absolute.
No stars. No debris. Only the cold black of the outer region and the single formation platform I had conjured—a wide, circular slab of black stone floating in nothing. Aaron knelt in the center, fully restored, jaw still sealed by residual power so he could only make wet, panicked sounds through his nose.
I stood a few paces away, hands in my pockets, expression empty.
I raised one hand.
Creations stirred from deep within me as,
The air tore.
