Immortal Mythos: Bound by Void

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Yuki's Perspective

The wind was sharp this morning. Even with the sunlight breaking through the trees, Yuki felt cold. Not from the weather—but from the weight of what he'd heard.

"He calls me little brother…"

The words wouldn't stop echoing in his head.

Yuki sat on a flat stone just beyond the clearing, staring down at his hands. He could still feel the pulse of void energy beneath his skin—wild, hungry… controlled only by his will. Barely.

Aiko and Himari hadn't said much since that night. But he'd seen them exchange glances, both hiding something behind calm expressions.

Everyone is hiding something, he thought.

He stood up and began to move, practicing his strikes—punches, then kicks—his body slicing through the air with increasing speed. Sparks of aura crackled faintly from his limbs. The void stirred, reacting to his emotions again.

He tried to push it back.

He failed.

Crack.

A ripple shot out from his footstep, shattering the rock beneath him.

"Still unstable," came Ren's voice, calm and unbothered, as he stepped out from the trees. "You're using power without balance."

Yuki growled softly. "You said to control it. That's what I'm trying to do."

"You're trying to suppress it," Ren corrected. "Not control it. There's a difference."

Yuki turned toward him, breathing hard. "Then teach me."

But Ren didn't move. Instead, he gave him a look that was almost… regretful.

"You'll have to face him soon. The one who's been watching you. You've seen him, haven't you?"

Yuki froze. "…You know who he is?"

"I know what he is," Ren replied. "But not why he's chosen now to reveal himself."

Yuki's fists clenched. "I want answers."

"You'll get them," Ren said, his voice suddenly quiet, "when your mask finally breaks."

Yuki didn't know what he meant—but deep down, something clicked.

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Himari's Perspective

Later that night, Himari stood beneath the moon, near a hidden shrine carved into the cliffside. The place was old—forgotten, overgrown with moss—but the energy here was potent.

She placed a hand on the altar.

"Show me," she whispered.

Blue light flickered around her, swirling with fragments of memory and spiritual echoes. A vision blinked into her mind—Yuki, in the void. The figure standing behind him, cloaked in shadows and flame, eyes sharp like a fox's.

She gritted her teeth.

"He's not just watching you. He's guiding you."

Then her vision twisted.

She saw Ren, standing in the same spot. Watching her. But in this vision, he was afraid.

Afraid of what Yuki might become.

The vision snapped.

Himari opened her eyes, breath trembling.

"…It's starting."

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Back at the house, Aiko sat by the window, looking out into the night.

She saw Yuki sitting alone again, back turned, shoulders slumped.

She hesitated—then got up.

Tomorrow, she would tell him the rest of what she saw in the void.

Even if it hurt.

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End of Chapter 30

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