The dust had settled after Round 1 when a large cracking sound came bellowing down from the tallest mountain peaks. When the avalanches had finally stopped, there was silence. Not a single sound was heard. Nothing.
Then – more nothing. But it wasn’t nothing nothing.
The presence of nothingness was dubbed Void by scholars and archivists.
Their lands were barren but clearly claimed as theirs. Others had no chance but to yield before the nothing.
Anyone who stared into the void would soon find the void staring back, with tremendous force.
Round 2 was finally won when the largest void was beyond anyone’s reach.