In the depths of the darkening void, the king of darknes transforms into a kaleidoscopic spectacle, shimmering and transforming into form a shimmering orange glow. Shadows form ethereal outlines, each etched with an otherworldly light. In his right hand, he seems to defy the laws of physics, which he knows that he's engulfing nothing but power. In his right hand, he seems to defy the laws of physics, knowing that he's tormenting nothing but power. But the king of darkens and warps, he seems to hold the power to overthrow his power, his face sealed in a cloak of ethereal shadows. The air is still, save for the rustling of leaves and the whispering of wolves.