Wing just stood in the darkness, waiting for something to happen. Before long, a single being walked forth out of the darkness. His form was breathtaking. He wore a white cloak with green trimming. Some odd markings were etched all over it.
Shielding his head was a white mask with blue markings. But what was behind his mask was the most beautiful thing. His hair was long and flowing, and it shown every single color imaginable.

“Greetings, Wing.”

It was the same powerful voice from before.

“Umm, hi. How do you no my name?”
“I know of everything within the Spectrum, seeing as I’m sort of in charge of it.”
“So are you the Voidmaster person that Zevon was talking about?”
“I have been known by that name, yes.”
“So you can answer all my questions?”
“A few, yes. But first I have a couple questions for you.”
“You have questions for me? But I thought you were the ‘All-knowing Voimaster’?”
“Perhaps, but I want to hear about you from your own lips.”
“Alright I guess.”
“Ok then. So why are you here?”