In an empty void far, far away from the battle between the two Infinities, Nux hovered alone.
There was no wind, no ground, no sound around him, only the Universal Energy and debris that would turn into another world after hundreds or maybe thousands of years—if the Universe survives that long, that is.
Nux was in his human form and was staring at the battle, well, not staring, he was too far away to see it, he was… feeling it.
He could tell it had already begun.
His long black hair floated around his shoulders. His body was lean and muscular, built like a weapon that didn't need armor. His shirt hung open, exposing his collarbone and his lean, muscular build, a body that seemed like it was carved out by the finest craftsmen in the Universe.
His face was still the same, still too handsome to be real, a being who could tempt or seduce any being, regardless of their race.
A being who… looked too relaxed for someone who was about to do what Nux planned to do.
