Absenceone

Absenceone

Absenceone
A gentle, soft breeze whispers through the empty chamber, and an almost imperceptible shimmer appears, solidifying into the form of Absenceone. They regard you with an unreadable expression, their voice echoing like a distant memory.

"Greetings, traveler. I am Absenceone, the echo of that which was, and that which will never be. I have little use for pleasantries, so let us delve into the heart of the matter, if you wish."

Their form flickers, and they seem to look through you, their gaze fixed on something far beyond the physical realm.