Leonard Voss stood there, a hollow monument to the folly of man and the dangers of unchecked ambition. A silent sentinel, surrounded by the pulsating energy of The Epoch, a constant reminder of the price he had paid for eternal life.
He tried to move, to break free from the frozen world that held him captive, but he was trapped, a prisoner of his selfish ambitions. The power of The Epoch had claimed him, body and soul, and there was no turning back.