Deep in the infinite void where even light doesn't exist, this place wasn't suited for life to even be a thing and yet there was a long-bearded man drifting through this place showing no signs of life, his clothes torn beyond recognition, he was like a statue radiating ancient aura. He opened his eyes, took a look around and while sighing closed them again.
Day after day he was drifting through the void for countless millenniums, he forgot his name, forgot who he was, the only thing left for him is his thoughts and his torn clothes to remind him from where he came.
"This pace, it messes with people minds, it twists souls and It's hard to say if I'm still sane, at least I don't talk with myself." Bearded person sighed again, he wished to leave the void zone, but alas he couldn`t.
He knew what this prison does to people, some lived here for millions of years, and majority lost all their sanity long ago. Their bodies twisted and crooked from chaotic energies going rampant, all of them have given up to the void so they can draw chaotic energies from it. Bearded statue sighed again.
People who are sane enough fear those creatures because they need to preserve their energy that's why they hide in places where it's possible. Most of these people refer to those creatures as chaos demons, they stay on massive land masses drifting in the void. But occasionally you can see them drifting around like a flock of insects.
"As far as I researched there is no way to save a person who became chaos demon it's due to nature of becoming one because in the process one's soul merges with an infinite void if I could somehow control this process I would stand a high chance of leaving this place" The man said to himself.
Some people long ago tried using chaotic energies for cultivating their techniques, but one requirement for drawing voids chaotic energies is to merge your soul with the void itself and because this energy is so chaotic and pure it twists souls and bodies.
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"I never stopped researching a way to do it in a safer way that won't mess up my mind and soul itself, I am at the tipping point in my research, but alas final breakthroughs are the hardest to make. Possessing a few weaker cultivators and make them do what I need them to do, doesn't cut it anymore, their souls are too fragile. Maybe I should start a hunt for more powerful specimens? I'm hoping when I finish my research I will have a chance of leaving this damned place, but how long will that take me?" The man opened his eyes again, purple light glistering around his iris.
"To my knowledge, there has never been a person who left the void by ripping a hole in the fabric of space. In my homeland I was one of the people who could rip a space like cutting a grass, but here? No way! It's impossible to do it, space is too stable in this damned place, and those formations, they are too terrifying, I never knew that such a place like this even existed until I was exiled here."
After some more contemplation, the man decided to search for more powerful people to further advance in his research, and yet that gave him a headache because to find them was no easy task. Powerful people tend to have very formidable hiding abilities that ensure their survival so running into them is very hard.
Decades passed since his decision, but he still hasn't found a suitable candidate for his research. Then few centuries passed, he was still drifting through the void never opening his eyes, he didn't need them in this place, he used his other senses to sense his surrounding. Because of countless years being in solitude his other senses became even more sharper then they used to be, but the most dramatic change occurred in his divine sense that expanded it's scope and made it more sensitive.
The man once again used his divine sense pulsing out of him like waves that seemed to stretch millions upon millions of kilometer. Divine sense is formless you can't see it with naked eye nor can you feel it with your body , only other divine senses can feel it's presence ,but for that it requires having a soul more powerful or equal in power to feel another person's divine sense.
Suddenly He opened his eyes again radiating purple hue, his face full of excitement. He just found a tiny energy fluctuation, that meant, there was a cultivator nearby.