The sense of dread that Phos felt only grew as at this moment, he began to feel the soul that he was thinking with...a sliver of it began to be eaten away and disappear.

He wanted to reach out and defend, but he couldn't even feel any essence or even rouse any part of his soul!

The dread only increased.

'I was wrong...'

He couldn't bellow out, so he spoke within his soul as loudly as he could in hopes of the other side hearing his words.

But there was no reply. The dread in his soul grew as Phis once more realized he didn't know how much time had passed.

He only wondered in the darkness as he began to count the seconds.

'10...1,000...1 Million...'

He tried to steer his soul in any direction as he truly couldn't feel anything!

He continued to count down the seconds.

He counted until a whole day passed.

'Is he just keeping us all hostage? He can keep the skill up for this long?"

The dread in Phos' heart only increased as he continued to count!

A week passed.

The dread entirely gave way to fear.

A year passed.

At this point, Phos' soul was numb as more and more slivers were lost, with the constant nothingness around him having nearly driven him crazy as other Reverends...he felt like they wouldn't have even lasted a day!

But his soul was strong, so he continued to count.

A hundred years passed.

Phos' soul as

able to cast an ability like this

it mess with his sense of time? If it could block away even sensation and vision, maybe the time he felt wasn't

seconds this whole time

long enough, he would

A thousand years passed.

locked in a domain this whole time, never fully

to give way to countless possibilities and

Ten thousand years passed.

far more than Phos

A million years passed.

could barely think

felt empty as countless

Despair filled his heart.

every part of his soul as every now and then, he screamed

hundred million

all, he was counting

where

moment, he

His soul was blank.

like...there was not a sliver of

He felt nothing.

Absolutely and utterly nothing.

'If only...'

this thought had begun to repeat over and

million years, he

and nothing around him...he felt like he was ground down and becoming

he had this

the one known as Phos

sliver of Existence

soul felt a great strain as just with the passing of a few nanoseconds, he felt like his soul was churning like an engine and had nearly every

a few nanoseconds after its

active any longer- and he couldn't bear the cost

need to. Because

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