The moment you step through the dark doorway, all light vanishes completely. Not even the glow of distant stars penetrates this absolute darkness. Your breath comes in short gasps as you realize you can't feel your own body anymore - just a disembodied consciousness floating in the void. Then, slowly, pinpricks of light begin to appear around you, forming into the shape of your own memories.

These aren't just any memories, but moments you had completely forgotten - childhood dreams whispered to the night sky, secret wishes made upon falling stars, all the times you looked upward with longing. The memories swirl around you, each one pulsing with emotional weight. The Voidwalker's voice echoes through the space, 'To rule the stars, you must first remember why you sought them.'

As the memories intensify, you feel something pulling at your essence. The darkness begins to reshape itself into a massive celestial throne room, its pillars made of collapsing stars and its floor of swirling nebulas. At its center floats a mirror that doesn't reflect your physical form, but rather your cosmic potential - showing your soul as a constellation waiting to be completed.

The Voidwalker materializes beside you, their galaxy-filled hood tilted in what might be approval. 'You chose the path of perfect darkness because you understood - only in absence can true light be measured. This is the first lesson of the void.' Their shadowy hand gestures toward the mirror, where the reflection of your constellation-soul begins to shine brighter.