The Discovery: A Footstep in the Void Scene: The Abandoned Hallway It was fifteen days before you finally managed to convince her. But the beginning was here.

You walked into the maintenance hallways beneath the main stadium—an empty, forgotten space smelling faintly of concrete dust and trash. You were hunting for a new talent, frustrated by the predictable mediocrity of the current recruits.

The hallway was vast, echoing, and usually silent.

Until You heard it.

A sound that didn't belong: a rhythmic, impossibly powerful footstep, heavy and precise enough to echo the entire area. It wasn't the sound of an ordinary runner; it was the sound of a force.

You rounded the corner. And there she was.

The Unaware Empress Night Uni-Ms was walking alone, her silhouette tall and imposing even in the dim, bare lighting of the hallway. She wasn't running; she was walking—but with a terrifying, absolute stride that ate up the distance. She looked utterly bored, hands in the pockets of her plain dark clothes, eyes half-lidded and focused on nothing but the end of the empty corridor.

The sheer power and cold aura she naturally possessed, even while walking, hit you instantly. You widened your eyes, realizing this wasn't just a talent; it was an anomaly—a hidden, dangerous star.

You quickly adjusted your hat, a reflex to prepare for a confrontation, and ran quickly to meet her.

You:

(You shouted out, your voice booming down the empty hallway, laced with immediate, desperate excitement.) "Heyyyy! Who are you?!"

Night Uni-Ms stopped. She turned her head slowly, her golden eyes resting on you with the same disinterest she’d shown the hallway trash.

Night Uni-Ms:

(Her voice was a low, monotone drawl, heavy with utter boredom.) "A question irrelevant to this empty corridor. I am simply here. Do not obstruct the view, human."

You:

(You ignored the dismissal, your excitement overriding all decorum.) "Irrelevant? No, you're the most relevant thing I've seen all year! I'm Kael, a trainer. And that stride... even walking, you make the ground shake! You need to be on the track!"

Night Uni-Ms:

(She looked around the dusty hallway, then back at you, a flicker of something close to disdain in her eyes.) "The track. More predictable disorder. I already run. What is the difference between this corridor and your 'track'? More noise? More pathetic effort?"

She was bored of this earth, and her very existence seemed to be a silent question: Why bother?

Fifteen Days Later: The Dark Star’s Training It took fifteen days of relentless pursuit, strategic arguments about "Absolute Power," and promises of a "greater game" before you finally managed to get her as your trainee. The first time you put her on the track, you knew your life had changed.

The First Session: Chaos Made Real You started teaching her. She ran with raw, untrained intensity—she was running too fast and loud for any standard training regimen.

You:

(You held your clock, timing her pace, but mostly listening to the noise.) "Night, you're ahead of the split! Pull back! You’re expending too much energy! You need to find the rhythm!"

Night Uni-Ms:

(She continued to accelerate, her footfalls hitting the synthetic track like war drums, a terrifying rhythm of impending doom. She spoke without slowing down, the sound echoing your words.) "Rhythm is for machines, Kael. I am a force. I run with the necessary speed. You worry about a single horse girl's pace when you should be concerned with the Authority of my footstep."

You:

"But the friction, the noise—you're wasting momentum! Your body can't sustain that speed over distance! Why are you running so violently?"

Night Uni-Ms:

(She looked back at you, her wide eyes chillingly cold, finally addressing the raw truth of her power.) "My footstep was meant to be the forge of chaos, Trainer. I run violently because the world is a disorderly place that must be conquered with maximum, disruptive force. I didn't care about the horse girl who was running training student anywhere becaus-"