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The void is a real weird place once you're in it. It surrounds and wraps around like a distorted timeline, it feels like nothing but also pure darkness, you'll always have that feeling of being watched, and theres nothing to do in such a void. What could you do anyways? How can one even comprend being there without going insane?
This void, though. Its... strange, to say the least. There are souls and beings in these infinite walls, and the horrendous amount of sin, and a terror is watching your every move as the cherry on the top. That stupid box was what ended me off, and i wish to see light again... but how could light even form here? How could it ever see anything else but terrified souls, sins, and cows? How does one even survive?
Today, or the next day, I lay still, staring at pure nothing that feels like dark matter hammering against me. It's always been like this, but the void seems to... shift, in some way. Not like a new soul being trapped and begging to be free, but something alive. Something much bigger than anyone would ever think of here. I can't quite place what this shift was... nothing like the other terrors, nothing like those damn cows this Othorn man is interested in for some reason, but... a whole other being.
Now that I think about it, Othorn has been acting a bit weird lately, as if he has his eyes on someone... if he even has them, that is. He still maintained his grumpy personailty, but its pretty obvious that he was in love. Very. How long has he been like this? I don't know, but it's been atleast a month if I counted the days correctly, probably more, considering how easy I lose track of time.
I don't think much on it, though, as I always felt those shifts whenever something else is around. The void is weird like that, or atleast this one always has been. Eventually, I decide to roam around to see if anyone was atleast doing okay enough to chat with, but... something caught my eye very soon after.
It was the most beautiful thing i've seen in centuries, like a light had finally formed at this endless tunnel. I swear it even glowed for a time I can't place at, it couldn't be real. I went towards it more, memerized by the pure blue-tinted white that I hadn't seen in so long it felt like seeing a whole new color. I see what this being was more closely faster than I expect, and my god I can't believe it.
This being looked like they were from a wedding, with a veil acting as their hair, a simple yet marvelous dress fused with their "skin" with short sleeves tranistioning to the same veil material reaching for their hand, and lace on the bottom part of their chest and just around the transition of the sleeves. I genuinely thought I was dreaming for that amount of time I stared at them... but I recognize them, somehow. The He who Weeps.
What could this being be doing here? Wasn't he the one eldritch no one could place what he was in the hierarchy. I remember many debating about his existence, though I never really thought of him fitting into any of those labels humans beckoned about when understanding the other beings.
"Excuse me, may I know what could you be doing in this void?" I caught myself asking, and The He who Weeps turned his head over and seem to see me despite his eyes being closed. He then crouched down and smiled, a genuine smile I never thought to see in real time, not like the sadder ones humans drew him having.
"Oh dear, I'm not quite sure yet, but I know I'll be happy here," He replied, in which the answer caught me off-guard. I have never hear someone say that about this void, let alone from a being known for his heartbreaking life.
My mind raced for yet another short amount of time, before asking again, "But how could one find happiness here? It feels like enternity here!"
"I've felt love from that terror. The one feeling I hadn't been given to in forever."
Oh my, that was who he fell for. No wonder why Othorn was acting weird, but I couldn't even blame him! This being was a beauty!
I smiled at The He who Weeps, patting him on his arm since I couldn't reach up to his shoulder. In return, he let out a small laugh, some joyful tears forming on his eyes. It feels nice seeing someone be happy for once, as if it cleanses my soul from everything I had sinned for.
He got up, and walked around as if he was looking for that terror everyone else here feared. I follow, just to see how their interaction would go. If this was the man Othorn fell for, how does he act with the one he loves? That's something no one had seen yet, and my curiosity drives me to find out.
after a longer amount of time, I saw Othorn, and The He who Weeps went over to him. And boy, have I never seen an eldritch terror light up upon seeing another eldritch being, let alone Othorn himself.
Othorn got up to get closer to The He who Weeps, and I notice how softer he looked upon seeing the being. The two hug eachother, Othorn patting The He who Weeps on the back ever so gently while the other only held on tighter.
"There you are, Masozi..." Othorn mumbles, that voice that shook many to their core being softer than ever in my centuries of being trapped.
The He who Weeps, now that I know as Masozi, let out that same small laugh I heard just moments ago before pulling back from the hug to stare up at the terror.
"I'm here, Othorn. I'm here," He responds in that weird soothing tone. In return, the terror only seem to soften more with just seeing him, as if he was melting. I never thought to see two beings inlove, yet here I am!
Unfortunely, before I even got to see more of them being lovebirds, or lovethings? Othorn noticed my appearence, and gesture to me to shoo. I don't wanna deal with whatever he has up his sleeves, so i scatter away! And here I am. Writing this. I only write this just so I know what I see isn't fake. As I can't believe it, he really is inlove! I knew I had my rights to suspect that!
If any other soul or being sees this letter. This may explain why The He who Weeps, or Masozi, is stuck in this void. Maybe this shift will make things more bareable being here, as he has someone else to focus on for once. Good for him, I think?
-Adalbern