Darkness emancipated from the ruins of this hideous realm. A thick dark atmosphere encompassed the entire realm. Silence had ruled its essence. In the core of this realm, there was a broken circular platform. It stood tall and had some runic alphabets written on it. From nowhere, a light was born over the platform, lighting all the realm. Its rays struck the ruins, showing their true beauty. As the light seized, a figure could be seen standing over the platform. He looked around and said: "Where am I?" A voice rumbled the platform and spoke: You are in the Realm of Nothingness, a place where nothing happens, nothing grows, and nothing lives. "What is that supposed to mean?" The voice answered: "You were brought here by The Grand Creator, Diawthor. This realm is for those whose existence means nothing for the creator. A realm of nothingness and non-existence."

"Who is Diawthor?", asked the figure. A silence broke between them. Then the voice spoke: "Diawthor is a divine being who has created every plane of existence in this world and many other countless worlds. The one who has created everything just by thought, you have been born by his mind countless times. Every thought you think, every action you do and every plane you exist was all in Diawthor's imagination. Universes are governed by his laws, life and death are just part of Diawthor. The one has many names but is known as Diawthor in this realm. And you, Charactos, have been chosen to stay in this realm for eternity."

The man stood still, and then laughs, and says:"You think Diawthor is going to bound me to this realm, if that one thinks nothing of me, I shall show it. I will be free from these chains and come for Diawthor to see his demise, mark my words, voice of this realm! I shall kill the one you call "The Grand Creator". 

The voice spoke again:" You are determined to break loose out of this realm. Very well, Charactos. We shall see whose future governs this domain...

---Diawthor