Dread Vault Space Lock, Stage -6 Planet Korrvhex
The planet floated in the darkest stretch of the galaxy, sealed in a pocket of warped reality known as a Space Lock, where even light moved slower and sound held no meaning.
The planet itself was dead. No wind, no water, no motion.
Only a hollow rock, buried in spatial chains crafted by ancient Primordials, forged to imprison what should never rise again.
At its heart lay The Dread Vault, a prison so deep it pierced the planet's mantle. Buried in its final cell—chained by reality, time, and space—sat a man.
His name was Varnak Y'rul, once a General of the Forgotten Suns. Now, just a prisoner at the edge of the end.
Varnak didn't look human.
His skin was dark blue. It cracked at the edges with faint, glowing lines running beneath—traces of the Sunfire still locked in his body.
His eyes were a dull gold, dimmed by unknown years of isolation inside Space Lock where time held no meaning.
