(There are many mysteries in existence, and this being was one of them.)
Originally born as a single creature, his power was terrifying—but unsustainable. This angel was being eaten away by his own existence. At first, he intended to place himself into eternal slumber.
But fate twisted unexpectedly.
After a certain mission, he suddenly developed the ability to split himself into five beings—each capable of fusing back into the original. They were not clones, but five complete versions of himself, each possessing the same power, the same will, the same thoughts.
Over the years, they carved a name into existence.
Fighting one angel was dangerous.
Fighting five angels was nightmarish.
But fighting five angels with flawless synchronization, identical thoughts, perfect movements, and unified intent…
That was terror incarnate.
***
"I see…"
Void's mouth hung slightly agape before slowly stretching into a wide grin as he stared at the lone angel standing before him.
