Suddenly, you are hit with how cold it is. You shiver as the cold seems to wrap around you, shifting like an Arctic wind. You realize you are now nude, as the cold seems to steal your clothes into the void. The cold feels like it is caressing you, causing you to gently moan as it traces all over your body. It seems to be focusing around your arms, and you look to see that the black void seems to be snaking tho your Armstrong they are numb from the cold, as the blackness spirals and swirls to your biceps, stopping on your left arm, but moving up to your shoulder on the right. Without thinking about it, you reach your hands up, and start using you fingertips to trace around you breasts. "Oooooo-00_Oohh~" you moan loudly. You dimly notice that your voice seemed to jump and glitch a bit, but he thought quickly left as your frigid fingers started to move in patterns and shapes on your breasts. Your fingers danced across your flesh, before filing into points and they dug into your skin. You felt nothing but the cold as you fingers started to draw patterns and shapes across your chest. "aaaa_/-\_ah" you moan in a slightly glitches voice, as you remove you hands. Your breasts were now adorned with an assortment of symbols and glyphs, radiated in a very pleasing fashion from the top of your ribcage across the top of your breasts. The further down the breasts, the less glyphs appear, your nipples and areola remained exposed. Your fingers are at it again, and they draw more symbols into your naval, putting a relatively simple knot of shapes around your belly button, your fingers decorate you with another couple symbols where you would see a woman have a tramp-stamp, and your fingers gently brush your vagina, and you feel the cold invade your feminine folds as your hands gently caress and poke it. You gasp as you draw a simple glyph directly above your vagina, and the cold fills your stomach and organs.
Your hands now move to your face, and You brush your hair out of your face, it grows several black streaks. Your hands dance gently around your face, before plunging into your left eye, but instead of feeling pain, it is simply the overwhelming cold of the void, as your eye turns black, with a white pupil, and void seems to radiate out from it slightly. You draw a finger across your lips, colouring them black and they expand a little bit. Finally, your left hand drops to your side and the right one places your index finger on your forehead. "Oh mY-yyy-Y GOD" you yell in pleasure, as the coldness aprupy fills you with indescribable energy. Your finger slowly moves, along your forehead, and sensory feelings and instincts jab into your brain, not changing it, but adding to it. Your breasts swell a cup size, filling with an unknown substance. As another spear jabs into your mind you know that your breasts now produce liquid void, though you don't know what it does. Your vagina thrums with energy as you feel it change along with all your reproducive organs, and you know that you can use your womb to nuture not just your own children, but anyone, or anything, that you put inside of yourself. Your hips and ass inflate outwards in order to give you a better time with carrying, and you realize that your "void milk" will also help nurture. Finally, your hand falls limp, the final glyph imprinted into your head, acting as a well if knowledge for your purpose. You now have an innate need to spread the void into the world. You can do this by corrupting people inside you, feeding them with your milk and conditioning them in your womb. You could birth armies of the voids children, to do your bidding and spread the void like a plague. You had many ways of spreading, and you could take your time, but the glyphs on your body will always be pushing you. The void opens a door, and you exit through to find yourself in...