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As Alera continued her rigorous training, pushing her necromantic and shadow abilities to new limits, she remained blissfully unaware of the ancient, omnipotent gaze that had been watching her for some time. The being observing her was far beyond the comprehension of mortals, its presence hidden within the void.

Yet, the void itself seemed to be alive with her—an endless abyss of dark energy that existed both within and outside of the current plane of reality.

The eyes of the being were vast and all-encompassing, like twin black suns that burned with an ancient knowledge. They did not merely see Alera—they observed her essence, her soul, her potential. The entire world bent in submission to these eyes, allowing them to peer into dimensions unseen by mortal eyes. Time and space became meaningless under this gaze.

The very secrets of the heavens themselves were laid bare, as if begging for this being's inspection.

"Interesting..." A voice that echoed like the whispers of eternity slipped through the void, carried by shadows and cosmic silence. "After such a short time, she's awakened such unique powers to summon the dead... I have heard of them before... But what were they called again?"
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The tone was soft, playful, almost childlike. But there was a terrifying depth to it, a darkness that held eons of untold stories and forgotten power.

The way they spoke spoke, it was clear, this wasn't the first time they had seen Alera and clearly the young girl's powers weren't a surprise to them.

The figure, unseen and untraceable, seemed to exist as part of the void itself.

Though her presence was undeniable, she neither fully materialized nor was she absent—caught in a liminal space between existence and non-existence. The air around her shimmered with the gravity of her immense power.

Beside her stood a phantom, a man draped in flowing dark robes, his long hair trailing behind him like wisps of shadow. His entire form seemed to radiate fear in the presence of this being. He bowed deeply, his voice trembling as he spoke. "Eternal Void... you once wielded these powers before the ancient times, during the age of the First Shadows..."

A soft, amused chuckle drifted from the void, rippling through the air. "Hoho~ Are you suggesting that I've forgotten my own powers, powers I once used that made gods tremble?" The voice dripped with dark amusement, though its lightness belied the raw strength that underpinned it.

"I wouldn't dare!" the phantom replied hastily, bowing lower still. Every fiber of his being quivered with fear at the very notion that he might displease her.

The void pulsed with an unsettling energy as the voice continued. "How boring you are... You lack the charm of Song and Mira." A sigh followed the words, and with a dismissive wave of shadowy tendrils, she added, "Go now, leave the girl to me."

Without another word, the phantom vanished into the endless pockets of the void, leaving behind not even the faintest ripple of darkness in his wake. Though his task had been to protect Alera, the being now before her far surpassed anything the mortal realm could conjure.

A single thought from this entity could bring the realm to its knees, and her very presence was enough to annihilate worlds. So Alera's protection was guaranteed.

"Now then, let's see what you can do, little one..." she whispered, her voice still carrying that eerie playfulness. She reached out, bending reality around her as easily as one might fold a piece of paper.

With a flick of her hand, her body began to materialize into the mortal realm, slipping through the dimensional veil like smoke. Shadows coiled around her form, concealing much of her body, though a few striking details emerged as she manifested.

Her figure was tall, regal, and commanding—a force of nature clothed in darkness. Long, silken black hair floated around her like an endless river of night reaching her full developed ass that semmed to giggle with every movement, while her eyes were hidden beneath a shimmering veil of shadow.

The skin that could be seen was pale as moonlight, almost translucent, giving her an ethereal quality. Every inch of her was wrapped in power so ancient that even the gods themselves would hesitate to challenge her.

She exuded an aura that held the strength of the forgotten past—of the phantoms, the void, and the very essence of shadow. Her robes, woven from the darkest corners of the universe, seemed to shift between physical fabric and formless shadows, mirroring her existence between realms yet these powerful robes fought so hard to contain the massive melons on her chest nearly slipping out.

Though she held her power in check, suppressing it so that no other gods or beings could detect her presence, there was no doubt that she could obliterate entire dimensions if she wished.

This being—The Eternal Void—now stood before Alera, who remained oblivious to her watcher. But the entity had no intention of simply observing. She had plans for the young necromancer.

"Let's see what you can do with the Shadows of the Forgotten," she murmured, her words dripping with anticipation. The playful tone in her voice belied the true depth of her power and the dangerous game she was about to initiate.

For though Alera wielded shadows and summoned the dead, she had only scratched the surface of her true potential. What the necromancer didn't know was that her magic didn't merely allow her to summon the dead—it granted her the abilities than she knew, the very same power that once belonged to the Eternal Void.

And now, the Eternal Void was ready to take on a new disciple.

Through Alera, she might one day wield these powers again...just maybe.

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The atmosphere around Alera shifted as the enigmatic presence decided to step from the unseen into the Mortal Realm, revealing herself at last.

The being who had been observing her was unlike anything Alera had ever encountered. The air itself seemed to bend and darken, absorbing all light as though the void had taken on form. The presence was more than overwhelming; it was oppressive, ancient, and all-encompassing, as if the very stars themselves had dimmed in reverence to this being.

The figure that materialized from the shadows was cloaked in deep, swirling darkness, her form barely discernible. It was as though the shadows had shaped her form, yet she held them effortlessly in check, an indication of her immense power.

Her body flickered in and out of view, as if existing in multiple realities at once, a paradox even to the gods.

From within the depths of her shadowy veil, the glint of silver eyes became visible—eyes that saw far beyond Alera and this moment. These eyes had witnessed the rise and fall of realms, the weaving of stars, and the undoing of creation itself.

Her voice, childlike but filled with authority, echoed like a haunting melody. "So...you wield the Shadows of the Forgotten," she mused, her tone playful, yet there was a deadly edge to her words. Her power was obvious, though she held it in careful restraint, not wishing to draw the attention of the gods or immortals. "I wonder...how far can you go?"

The Eternal Void, for that was her name in ages long past, floated closer, the space around her seeming to bow to her will. The shadows that Alera controlled suddenly felt lighter, more responsive, as if eager to please their true mistress.

This woman, this powerful being, was more than just a phantom; she was the embodiment of the void.

Her voice lowered to a whisper, though it echoed through the very fabric of reality. "You are strong, girl, but there is so much more you do not know. So much more you have yet to command."

The figure moved gracefully, her shadowy robes flowing like liquid darkness as she approached. "You seek power...but do you know what power truly is?" she asked, her voice dripping with an ancient wisdom that Alera could not yet comprehend.

Alera paused, feeling something shift in the air. Her hands, still controlling the summoned beasts from the shadows, suddenly trembled. For the first time in a long while, she felt uncertainty creep into her heart.

"Who are you?" Alera asked, her voice steadier than she felt, as she slowly turned to face the entity that had appeared behind her.

The figure tilted her head slightly, a smile tugging at her lips beneath the hood of shadows that covered her. "Who am I?" she repeated, her tone light and teasing. "I am the one who will teach you what the shadows truly are. I am the one who will unlock your potential. But more than that, I am the one you will serve." She had made sure her presence wasn't so overwhelming to Alera, something the young girl could handle.

With that, the dark figure extended a hand, and the shadows beneath Alera's feet rippled in response. "Show me what you are truly capable of, Alera, and perhaps...you will be worthy of more."

"Serve you? You must be joking!" Alera smiled, she lifted her hands and the shadow army growled menacingly at the new entity!

"I serve one person and that's not you, it never will be!" She roared ready to unleash the gates of hell to the woman!

"Hoho~ let's see about that!"

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Guess the identity of Eternal Void, and I will give two Bonus chapters.