Besides the inscription sealing the galaxy, the void was absolute, taken over by an impenetrable black mass. There, where no light dared to exist, the only visible thing was a pair of red eyes, pulsing with primordial and corrupted energy.
The Celestial Shadow remained silent, and the space around it slowly cracked as it gathered a bit of power for the next attack.
It had managed to recover from all its old wounds, but the process was far from simple. It had needed help from three terrifyingly dangerous figures from another universe, gaining part of their power and speeding things up that way.
Unfortunately, forcing the process caused side effects. It was like having an arm torn off and then simply glued back in place. The bones and connections that once existed were never restored.
As a result, its energy source, its primordial power, was not recovering as it should, weakening it severely.
