A wave of pure knowledge washed over my mind.
The dagger. It wasn't a weapon. It wasn't a power.
It was a key.
A key that opened the final door. The door to the fifth layer of the soul my father had spoken of. The Meta layer.
I understood.
Xylos's clones were upon me, their hands outstretched to annihilate me.
I closed my eyes. I ignored the chaos outside. I dove deep within myself.
Deeper than the physical body.
Deeper than the spiritual body.
Deeper than the astral body.
Deeper even than my soul core.
I found a door. A black door, sealed by chains of shadow.
And I used the key.
My dagger melted in my hand, becoming a part of my being. And it shattered the chains.
The door opened.
And what lay on the other side surged into the world.
It wasn't an explosion of power. It wasn't a blinding light.
It was an absence.
An absolute void.