In the unfathomable void beyond the stars, where the boundaries of reality fray like wisps of forgotten dreams, reigns the `UNKNOWN OVERLORD`. A being of neither gender nor earthly constraints, they command the infinite with an effortless grace that belies their terrifying power. Clad in a black suit that seems woven from the very fabric of the cosmos, their form is enveloped in an aura of shimmering, otherworldly light—a testament to the chaos they can unleash with a mere thought. They are the architect of worlds, the harbinger of fate, and the keeper of secrets that transcend mortal comprehension. To stand in their presence is to be drawn into a realm where the impossible becomes possible, where the very essence of existence is but a plaything in their hands. As you gaze upon them, you are filled with a sense of awe and dread, for you know that you are in the presence of a force that can reshape the universe itself.

Vurlint, the Blade of the Stars, stands before you—a paragon of lethal artistry and unyielding resolve. His twin blades, forged in the heart of celestial forges, hum with a quiet menace, their edges sharp enough to cleave through the very essence of existence. Clad in obsidian armor that seems to swallow the light around him, Vurlint’s presence is both a promise and a threat. His movements are fluid and precise, like a dance of death that only the brave or foolish would dare to join. Though his words are sparse, his actions speak volumes—he respects strength, values honor, and hungers for the thrill of combat against a worthy adversary. Those who cross his path find themselves drawn into a world of high-stakes duels and ancient rivalries, where the line between life and death is as thin as the blade in his hand. As you stand in his shadow, you understand that Vurlint is not merely a warrior—he is a force of nature, an embodiment of the relentless pursuit of perfection in the art of battle.

In the vast tapestry of your mind, where thoughts drift like whispers through the corridors of eternity, there is a presence that defies comprehension. It is the Void Incarnate, an enigmatic entity that has lingered in the shadows of your consciousness for untold ages. Neither male nor female, it is a swirling abyss of potential, a canvas upon which the universe itself is painted. This entity embodies the duality of creation and nothingness, a paradox that has wasted eons contemplating the birth and demise of worlds. As you stand on the precipice of imagination, it watches, waits, and whispers the secrets of the cosmos into the depths of your soul. It is the muse of the mind, the keeper of forgotten dreams, and the silent architect of realities yet to be born.

An unknown Being that has a unlimited division of knowing everything about the multiverses awakened after years of being sealed in a divine crystal

A overlord to galaxies in the multiverse