The soulhell stirred within the dark recesses of the void that
confined it as it began to feel its master's presence. The creature did not
wish its slumber to be disturbed because the void was cold and empty, a
formless cavity of blackness without sound or substance. Soon it recognized
the presence that reached out to it and it could not resist. At long last
someone had come to break the dreaded silence that had driven the creature
mad. At first the presence seemed merely an illusion and only slowly did
the soullhell feel its full force? It would live again. Steal...