Scene opens in a crowded city, dusk bleeding into night. The camera pans to lone figure walking home, headphones in, hood up. A Young Boy named Void ling as he is powerless and has nothing. And then he spoke.
Void ling:
(Muttering to himself)
"Another day, another blur. School, noise, people pretending not see me...I guess I'm good at being invisible."
He pauses at a crosswalk. A group of students pass by, instinctively giving him a wide berth. One glances at him, shivers, and hurries away.
Void ling:
(Confused)
"...Why does that keep happening?"
He turns down a familiar street--but tonight, Something's different. A narrow alley flickers into view, pulsing faintly with light.
Void ling:
(Firmly)
"That...wasn't here before."
Drawn by something he can't name, Void ling steps into the alley. The shadows seem to lean in, whispering without sound. At the end lies glowing object--impossibly intricate, humming with power.
Void ling:
(Reaching out)
"What are you?"
The moment his fingers touch it, the world erupts--light and Shadow collide, reality bends, and Void is thrown into a swirling voidscape. Time fractures. Space folds. Shadows rises like sentiment waves.
[Voice in the dark, ancient and resonant]
"You are not what you were. You were what you were meant to be."
Void ling:
(Floating, surrounded by living shadows)
"What is this? What's happening to me?"
Voice:
(Echoes across the shadows)
"You are the bearer of the infinite Dark. The shadows obey you. The concepts bend to you. As your main source of power is Darkness and Shadows. As you can command Armies of shadows as you are Void ling."
The shadows warp around him--not suffocating, but embracing. They pulse with his heartbeat, responding to his thoughts.
Void ling:
(Eyes glowing)
"I can feel everything...the city, the stars...even the silence between seconds."
Void awakens, standing in the alley, but everything has changed. His eyes shimmer with darkness. The shadows around him ripple like water.
Void ling:
(Whispering)
"They're alive...they're mine."
He lifts a hand. A wall of shadow rises, impenetrable. He clenches his fist. A tidal wave of darkness surge forward, swallowing the alleys end.
Void ling:
(Power flowing)
"This power. I can even destroy this world...But I remember."
Flashbacks flicker--laughing with friends, doodling in class, listening to music on rainy walks.
Void ling:
(Softly)
"I remember being human. That matters."
Void ling stands on a rooftop, city light below, stars above. Shadows swirling around him like a cloak.
Void ling:
(Face serious)
"I'm not just powerful. I'm not just different. I'm the line between humanity and the infinite."
He looks toward the horizon, where something ancient stirs. And the Void ling spoke.
Void ling:
(Smiled)
"...And whatever coming, I'll face it."
He closes his eyes. The wind brushes past, but the shadows remain still--Loyal, listening. Time slows. The world seems to pause. Void ling feels it--not just the air, but the absence in it. The silence between seconds. The breath beneath thoughts.
Void ling:
(Eyes opening, glowing faintly)
"I can hear the quiet now. Not just sound...But meaning."
He lifts his hand. A ripple of shadow curls upward, forming a sphere that pulses like a heartbeat. Inside it, fragments of memory shimmer--his childhood, his loneliness, his quiet strength.
Author Me:
(Gently)
"Power doesn't come from rage. It comes from recognition. From remembering. Who you were before the world forgot you."
The shadows around him began to shift--not randomly, but with purpose. They form symbols, runes, constellation. A language older than stars. Void ling steps forward. The rooftops fades. He's no longer in the city. He's standing in a vast, dark expanse--like the inside of a thought. A realm made of memory and silence.
Voice:
(Calm, ancient)
"You have touched the core. The void is not emptiness. It is potential. It is choice."
Void ling:
(Looking around)
"This place...it feels like it's waiting for me."
Voice:
(Serious)
"It always was."
A pedestal rises before him, carved from shadow and light. Upon it rests a crown-not of gold, but of woven dusk. It hums with quiet power. Void ling approaches. He hesitates. Then, slowly, he lifts the crown. The moment it touches his head, realm erupts--not violently, but beautifully.
Void ling:
(Curious)
"Who are you?"
Voice:
(Smiled)
"You will realized who I am when you become an adult. Until then farewell Void ling."
Void ling:
(Raises his hand)
"Wait!!!"
He awakens back on the rooftop. But he is changed. The shadows no longer follow--they walk beside him. They whisper truths. They offer paths.
Void ling:
(Curious)
"Hm....This is not a glitch... am going to use this powers and protect the world."
He walks to the edge of the rooftop. Below, the city pulses with life. Above, the stars seem to bow.
Void ling:
(Smiling)
"Am I'm just getting started
AS VOID LING A POWER, ABLE TO COLLAPSE WORLDS