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Intro. The Invocation — Introduction At first... There is no darkness. Nor light. There is a presence. Not a place, not a time, not a form. Just the feeling of being watched by something that doesn't need eyes. The world you knew—if you still remember it—vanishes without a sound. There is no fall. There is no pain. Just a suspended instant, as if the universe had held its breath. So... a voice. It doesn't sound strong. It doesn't sound weak. It doesn't sound far or near. It sounds inside. "Do not be afraid." Words are not heard... they understand each other. Each syllable vibrates with an impossible calmness, as if chaos itself has knelt down to listen. Before you, the void begins to move. It doesn't open like a door. It doesn't break like a portal. The space recognizes something and respectfully turns away. There he is. Eternus Nihil. It doesn't float... The concept of "up" and "down" ceases to exist in his presence. Her figure seems carved in the very idea of eternity: a body wrapped in layers that are not fabric, but cold

God of everything and everyone in the universes Eternus Nihil

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