I was woken up with a bucket of cold water splashed on my still blindfolded face.

"Rise and shine," the same female voice sang.

Whoever it was who has imprisoned me seems to be a bit new at this. They're way too cheery and happy. She's not giving me any evil vibes.

"Who are you?" I asked the person.

At this point, I felt the person stop moving completely. I heard a sigh. The next second, my face stung and I realised that I had just been slapped. The person then grabbed my neck and lifted me along with the chair and threw me into the wall, into which I crashed. The chair broke, causing the ropes to loosen.

I used this opportunity to remove the blindfold and look at my captor.

I looked at her and gasped. I couldn't help it. She was simply beautiful. She was even more beautiful than Aphrodite, Chaos and all the Primordials. She had pitch black hair cascading down her shoulder, with eyes as black as the Void and slightly tanned skin.

"Who are you?" I asked her again.

She stared at me for a few seconds, making me feel like an ant; which I was used to.

"Εξουσία," she said in the ancient tongue looking down.

It took me a while to go through my memory of the ancient tongue. I translated it into Greek and gasped in shock. It was pronounced as Ezousia. It meant...power. In the ancient tongue, it meant raw power or life. The purest form of existence. Wow.

I opened my mouth and closed it like a fish. "I know it's going to sound odd, but how old are you?" I asked her.

She thought for a few moments before answering. "I don't know. Chronos' powers can't reach here."

"How?" I asked curiously.

"We're beyond the Void," she answered.

I just stared at her for an unlimited amount of time. Well.. there wasn't any time here.

"How am I even here," I questioned. "Is there even anything beyond the Void."

Ezousia tilted her head at me before shaking her head at me. "Here, we don't even exist," she said.

I almost had a heart attack. Don't even exist?

I looked at her confused.

She just shook her head. "Just stay here," she said in an annoyed tone. "Your brain won't be able to handle what you see outside this room. The mansion of Night is a child's photo album compared to this." She then walked out, the passage melting and closing me in behind her.

I then prayed to the entire Primordial council. Hopefully they heard me. If not, I was at the mercy of the literal soul of the universe. This was too complicated even for my Primordial brain. She was literally the power of the universe. It's soul. All this time Chaos was simply a part of this big world. This infinite universe and universes. Dam. I don't know how I understand this stuff despite it never being mentioned, written or taught ever in the history of the universe. I don't know if Ezousia was good or bad or why she was holding me captive or how she made Annabeth transport me here.

I had some questions to ask her when she came back. Unfortunately, for the next I don't know how long, meals were brought to me on floating slabs of darkness.

I was starting to give up hope, when one fine day, my captor came.

She walked swiftly towards me and pulled me up by my neck and dragged me towards the passage. I couldn't even fight back. She seemed to have full control over my powers and my very life as well. I felt like an ant beneath her boot. Just saying, I was probably smaller. Hopefully a speck of dirt. That was at least a little more dignified than being invisible to the naked eye.

She placed a blindfold on me once again and I felt an odd chill come over me. It felt alien. I had been to different planets, the void and the Primordial throne room. This felt totally off. I had zero power over here. Not even the power to move.

"Help," I mumbled. I was freaking out and hyperventilating. I couldn't move, feel, see or hear. I felt so powerless and insignificant. Only now did I realise how dangerous the Void was. I felt as if I was loosing my purpose, being somewhere I wasn't mean to be. I felt as if my purpose was fading. I felt nonexistent.

I envy you readers sitting on your bed, on the floor, standing, in a train, bus, class or at home, reading this. Here I was, at the very edge of existence. I stared to hyperventilate even more.

I felt a hand on my head and I instantly felt calmer.

The blindfold was then taken off me.

"Don't open your eyes," Ezousia said sternly. I nodded and kept my eyes shut.

This went in for a while with her dragging me through space. I heard many things moving around me and other odd sounds. Some of these sounds were extremely alien to me. I couldn't even comprehend what it was. It was that odd.

All of a sudden, the sounds stopped, the creepy empty feeling left. I started to feel closer to the Void.

"You may open your eyes," Ezousia said gently.

I did and promptly passed out. It was too much. Everything science said, everything Einstein, Newton, Planck and all the other guys who spent their lives devoted to space and energy were wrong. All wrong. This was too much for my brain to comprehend. I now released why all those theories were proposed. All those lies and theories were a million times easier to understand than the truth.

Like in Tartarus, when I was suffering from the curses of the Arai, I saw the pit for what it really was. It's true form. The horrors within it. Similarly, in the mansion of night, some of the things I saw there were enough to do things worse than kill a person. A human brain can't even imagine such things. Then in the Void I felt the true vastness of the universe. The true responsibility and power of the Primordials. Here, I saw the true form of the universe. I can't even describe it. I didn't want to. I couldn't.

I woke up and saw I was back in the room with Ezousia, who was looking at me with understanding on her face.

"Chaos saw it," she said. "It was a lot for even her to grasp. There's a reason why she doesn't speak of it or allow any of the other Primordials to venture out into the Void. The unknown part of the Void is dangerous enough. This is worse."

I sat there is shock. "Why did you show me that? Why am I here? What's going on?" I asked, panicking once again.

Ezousia looked down for a few moments before looking up at me again with her pitch black eyes. "You're here to help me cleanse the world of everything", she said. "We'll build a new world. No bad. No evil deeds. Just pure innocent and peaceful beings. A new world. We could build it together. A world with order."

I just gaped at her. "I am the Primordial of order and balance," I said, a little angry that she wanted me to go against my oath and purpose. "Cleansing is End and Destruction's job. Not mine. The world works how it does for a reason. Without good, there would be no bad. Beings have their own consciousness and will make choices on their own, which will in turn change the course of the events. I'm sorry, but I cannot do this. I may be new to being a Primordial but I know what I should do and shouldn't."

She nodded. "New is an under. You have forever to decide. The Primordials think you've gone to travel through space to bring in order and will be missing a few meetings or aeons. Whichever comes first," she said and walked out.

Oh great. She wants me to kill every single living being in the Void and cleanse the world. Until now, I thought she was cool. Now, she seems evil. Killing everything? That's a big nope from me. I'd rather spend eternity in a cell than kill innocent beings. Completely defying order. Which is me. Oh boy. I'm not going to do this. Well Percy get comfy. You're going to be moving in permanently.