The Shattered Veil. A realm where the rules of reality are broken. A place where space and time are meaningless.
Where the ceiling on power and perception is obliterated.
It is not real. Merely a memory. No life exists here. Just an empty realm.
It is a wound created in the universe when its capacity for power has been breached.
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The sky above was a war of colors that bled into each other: silver folding into indigo, gold into the color of rot, pink into crimson.
There were no stars, just streaks of light, each moving too fast to see. It was as if even time itself didn't dare linger.
Varek clashed with Magnus, sending his opponent stumbling back. Their blades sent explosions of light bursting outwards.
Kael came to a stop a few meters away, scanning his hands with confusion. Every time he tried to summon a blade, a spark appeared, then fizzled out.
