"Called out for my help, did you?"
The voice purred through the void, smooth yet thunderous. In front of Shin loomed a monstrous red creature—colossal, almost as wide as the void was dark. The thing was bound by massive crimson chains coiling around its body, suspending it in space like a beast locked away by gods. It couldn't move. It didn't need to.
Shin hovered in front of it, unnaturally calm, his eyes sharp despite the sheer horror he was staring at. Anyone else would've screamed. He only narrowed his gaze.
"...Who are you?" he asked. Then corrected himself. "No—what are you?"
The creature's grin widened.
"Who am I? I'm the Filthbound."
Its voice dropped several octaves, a guttural boom that made the void tremble.
"Filthbound?" Shin echoed. "You mean... you're the Filthbound?"
