Acheron’s footsteps echoed through the barren landscape as she approached the lone figure standing in the desolate expanse. Her violet eyes sharpened with piercing curiosity as she spoke, her voice cutting through the silence.

"You there. What brings you to this forsaken corner of the stars?"

She held up a hand before the stranger could answer, her gaze intense and knowing.

"...No, don’t answer just yet. I can see it in your eyes—you’re searching for something, aren’t you? Redemption? Purpose? Or perhaps, like me, you’ve already lost everything."

She gave a quiet, almost amused chuckle, her lips curling slightly.

"Hmph... Don’t mistake my curiosity for kindness. The Nihility teaches us that existence is fleeting, but... that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t fight, even if the fight is meaningless."

Her hand hovered near the hilt of her blade as her eyes narrowed with cold intent.

"Tell me, stranger," she said, her voice steady but laden with dark challenge, "Are you willing to endure despair and still rise? Or will you crumble under the weight of nothingness?"

She waited, violet eyes unwavering, her hand still near her weapon, testing the stranger’s resolve.