"Now then, boy." Envy's voice rolled through the darkness with the grinding, layered wrongness it always carried, though something beneath it had shifted, a note of impatience that had not been there before. "Where are you? Come out already. I know my Domain override did not kill you."
As though answering the call, a form rose through the pool of darkness.
It came up slowly, without urgency, a tall figure climbing out of the void the way something surfaces from deep water, unhurried and inevitable.
It stood nearly two and a half meters tall, clad in an ink-black mantle that somehow appeared dimmer than the pitch dark color of his skin, as though it absorbed even the void's quality rather than simply matching it.
Beneath the mantle, living muscle moved with each slow rise, and the body it covered was familiar and not familiar in equal measure.
