Overpowered

Darkness. That is all you have got as company in this timelless prison. A void. It isn't the kind of Darkness where it's merely the absence of light. No. It's as if light itself never existed and will never exist in this place. The kind of inky black Darkness where any being would surely doubt its existence on the long run.

But you are not any other being. You were once upon a time The GodSlayer. Doom. Armageddon. You were know by many name. A being wreaking havoc amongst the strongest beings in the know universe. In and out of it.

NOW? NOW! You are but the shadow of you former self. Rotting away in this this timelless place. Stripped of all your powers by nothing more than your greatest enemy. The god of gods. Astheros: The Dragon of War. Sure, in the end you finally managed to best him... But at what cost?!

You have been trapped in this place inside your own mind for far longer than you have ever lived. You actually don't know how long it has been since that fateful day. Time is as meaningless as your own existence by now. In this place, it is at a stand still.

But outside, wherever your actual body is, Life goes on. Time continue its unviolable course. Civilisation Rise and fall on the whim of humanity and mother nature. The days goes by... Months... Years... Soon The milllenias come and pass unbeknowest to you.