Alex closed his eyes, steadying his breath as he focused on the divine energy within him.
The last time he'd used [World Cleaver] was just a few hours ago during the [Judgment] of the dragons.
Back then, the experience had been intense, but manageable.
The first time he had ever used it, there was darkness in his mind at first.
But soon, it had faded, replaced by a blinding white light as he summoned the [Blade of Destiny].
But now… things were different.
Now, standing deep within the abyss, the darkness wasn't fading.
It was suffocating.
The moment he shut his eyes, he felt it.
The overwhelming pull of the abyss pressing in from all sides.
It wasn't just emptiness, it was alive.
Figures began to take shape within the shadows.
Their eyes glowed an eerie white, and their mouths stretched into grotesque, unnatural grins.
Whispers filled the void, low and broken, like a chorus of dying voices trying to cling to life.
They were the [Abyss Watchers].
