Silence was all that remained within nothingness as the middle-aged-looking manifestation of the realm looked on at the spot Dante and Shaia had just disappeared from.
"It amuses me what you believe you can achieve with what you just did." A sudden voice shattered the silence around as the realm fluctuated and a being slowly appeared.
With hair that looked like it was made from every color to ever exist, both real and imaginary, and eyes a pool of swirling colors that pulled one in without any hope of releasing them once they were trapped.
He stood at the same height that the middle-aged-looking being did. A plain and expressionless look on his face.
"Heh! If it isn't my dear brother." Nothingness laughed.
"I am not your brother. I never was. You merely coined that term to push away the loneliness you felt during your days of nothing." The being replied with a voice that was neither cold nor warm.
