"Locke, how's the situation?" The White Robed Wizard walked up to his Eye Demon colleague, holding the latest trending drink inside the alliance—a coffee-colored fizzy sweet beverage.
In this empty Void, only sweetness and the news of getting off work can warm the heart.
"Everything is normal." Locke replied softly.
His large eye quietly gazed at the stagnant Void before him; in fact, the time in this Void wasn't completely frozen, merely the flow of time was extremely slow.
That's why they could observe the internal aspects of spacetime.
If time were entirely still, then this spacetime would be completely dark, and nothing would be visible.
Of course, it wouldn't make much difference now.
The Wizard came to his side, looking at the distant stagnant spacetime, and spoke softly, "It's been twenty years; the time announced by the alliance has arrived. But this thing doesn't seem to have changed from fifteen years ago."
