The voice held nothing but contempt and hatred. It was a deep-rooted hatred that had taken root over hundreds of years and had finally found its chance to be spoken.
The Void Architect heard every word. More than that, he felt them. His Creation had rejected the very purpose for which she had been made.
It turned out the connection between them still remained, although it had become incredibly faint. It was no longer strong enough for the Void Architect to control her, but it was enough for him to feel the emotions flowing through that connection.
Hatred, disgust, and rejection flowed at him. The Void Architect's face twisted into an even more terrifying snarl. His eyes blazed with uncontrollable fury.
"Is that so?" the Void Architect shouted. "Is that truly what you want? Then I'll kill this king and destroy the world where you live!"
