Angeline stood in the center of the Void Chamber, a secret training room reopened by Vice Headmaster Calhoun — once used only by the Void Heir. Its walls weren’t made of stone, but layers of reflective arcane energy, designed to absorb and reflect the intensity of the Void.
> “This place once trained Lyssia. If you’re serious about inheriting her path, you’ll start here,” said Calhoun.
Myra and Real weren’t allowed inside — only Angeline and a special arcane supervisor: Arlen, the cold and precise mage of spatial distortion.
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⚙️ Phase One: Mastering Stability
Angeline’s Voidstep was still raw — fast and powerful, but reliant on instinct. The first phase of training was stabilization: learning to shift with precision in a shifting, unstable battlefield.
She fell several times into thin-dimensional rifts — spaces between worlds where sound and shadow warped endlessly.
> “Void is not mere teleportation. It’s permission to walk where reality has no map. One wrong move, and you’ll be lost,” Arlen warned.
She began learning to hold her Voidstep mid-transition — “hovering” between spaces, observing the battlefield from outside reality before re-emerging. This new ability was called Voidhold.
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🔥 Phase Two: Emotional Synchronization
The Void may be empty — but Voidstep isn’t. It is tethered to everything the world refuses to accept. Angeline realized that every time her emotions faltered, her step would misfire.
In this phase, she was forced to confront illusions of her past:
The night her father was murdered by a noble for protecting another demihuman.
The day she was humiliated at the Aerthalia entrance trial.
The moment she realized her very body was considered “lesser.”
Each time she stumbled, her Voidstep twisted out of control.
But this time — she stood.
> “I’m not a broken piece of this world.I’m the fracture that will break it open.”
From that conviction, a new technique emerged: Voidslice — a dimensional slash that appeared from angles unseen, slicing through space itself.
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🌀 Key Manifestation: Void Heart
As her training reached its peak, a burst of energy erupted from within. Her Voidstep resonated with the Void Chamber itself.
A glowing sigil appeared on her chest — a downward-facing triangle with wings, lit in gold and violet. Arlen stepped back in shock.
> “Void Heart… You’ve touched a core not even Lyssia reached at your age…”
Void Heart allowed Angeline to not only shift locations — but to fold incoming attacks and redirect them using micro-spatial distortions.
But the cost was immense. After her first activation, she collapsed — blood dripping from her ears and eyes.
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🩹 Recovery and Reflection
Myra cried when she saw Angeline connected to healing enchantments.
> “You pushed yourself again… Why do you always have to prove yourself through pain?”
Angeline weakly grasped Myra’s hand.
> “Because in this world... they only believe you when you bleed.”
🔚 End of Chapter
Days later, Angeline stood in the training grounds again — repeating Voidstep movements with calm, rhythmic grace, like a dancer. Calhoun and Arlen watched from a distance.
> “If she continues like this…” Arlen muttered.“She won’t just inherit the Void…She’ll become a threat to anyone who tries to seal away the truth.”
In the distance, a black raven landed on a perch — carrying a sealed message from the Eastern Confederacy:
> “The gates of Thirna Hollow have reopened. Something is awakening.
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