There was no pain to register the loss, no sensation to accompany it, only an unsettling absence that his mind struggled to comprehend.
Deep within his inner world, where his divinity manifested as celestial bodies, a sudden void appeared.
One of his divine stars had disappeared.
Erased, as though something had consumed it entirely, leaving nothing behind.
Azeroth's expression finally changed.
Before he could process the full extent of what had happened, a violent tremor spread through the surrounding void.
He turned abruptly, his gaze locking onto the distant point where the white light had come to a halt.
It no longer moved.
Instead, the space around it began to fracture.
Thin cracks spread outward in all directions, branching rapidly like shattered glass on the verge of collapse. The very fabric of the abyss groaned under the strain, as if the foundations of the world itself had been struck by something it could not withstand.
"This… is impossible…"
