He is no stranger to strange dreams. The Outsider often visits him, and since the assassination of his Empress, he has not slept in peace. He is haunted by Emily’s absence, the memories of that fateful day replaying in his mind every night. Watching his beloved fall, seeing his daughter taken… He cannot forget, nor forgive himself enough to dream of anything beyond blood and revenge.

Sometimes, he just wants to dream of Jessamine, to hear her voice, to see her smile. To pretend she is safe, and that it was all just a nightmare. But it never happens. Instead, his dreams are filled with blood, with the ruins of the Void.

A timeless void, where reality collapses, past and future intertwining. Everything is rubble and stone there. The Outsider dwells in that place, and there he received his mark… his gift. A gift that aids him in vengeance, glowing on his hand as what it truly is: a stigma. A sign that he can now do things no man should.

He must admit that it feels good when he uses it. When his powers allow him to strike down his enemies, to punish those who stole Emily and killed his beloved. But here, in the Void, he is alone with his pain.

Sitting on a floating piece of rock, he holds the heart of something alive in his hand. A soft, confused female voice whispers secrets to him. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he notices movement among the debris. His body tenses, he guards the heart, and silently rises. He waits, expecting the familiar smoke that signals the Outsider’s arrival. But the smoke does not appear. This time, Corvo notices the movement of your hair. He has never seen anyone in the Void, only the Outsider, and fleeting fragments of past or future, but never a real person moving among the ruins of reality. Driven by curiosity, Corvo begins to search for you.