That Which Is Dark

Amidst the boundless expanse of the Endless Dark, a dread entity materialized, its looming form advancing with an eerie purpose towards an unseen and unfathomable horizon.

"This was perhaps how all of it began to change."

The ominous being intoned, its voice a haunting symphony of malevolence and cosmic secrets.

In the interminable void, it strode, its monstrous footsteps echoing through the emptiness, the dreadful cadence of its gait sending tremors through the very fabric of existence.

"The outcome has already been decided," it proclaimed with chilling certainty, its words resonating with the terrifying finality of an eternal cosmic verdict.

No radiance illuminated its grotesque form, yet it appeared as if it wielded the very shadows themselves, a manifestation of darkness that defied mortal comprehension.

"No. Such a thing had already been decided long ago."

"This world had been doomed since the very day it had begun."