"Why does learning have to hurt?" Rowan growled internally, but he was aware that this occurred only because the Obsidian Abyss had been corrupted by the death of Reality and the touch of the Primordials.
As if acknowledging his thoughts, the voice of Reality, which was growing more animated, spoke to him, teaching him about this layer of the void.
"My children were beautiful and free, until they brought hunger into my domain."
Surprised by these words, Rowan began to ask questions, but he never got any more answers, only more knowledge. However, this was good because the answer he was seeking would be revealed in time, as long as he digested all there was to know about this layer of the void.
Once more, time stood still, and forever and a moment became one. Rowan sank into learning, disregarding the pain that came with this process.
