You pull upon the darkness. Despite it being nothing, you build yourself around it- twisting empty space until the eye could perceive something. Twisting coils of shade and twilight tie themselves together around you. You see the darkness, it does not see you.

We... Have not seen this before. The desire to cast with us and create. It is unclear if this is against the very point of what we are but... It is difficult to not admit that you are performing an ability that many of us desire. The capability of perceiving. Of knowing.

You have shaped yourself a body- or the implication thereof. Out of nothing but shadow and your own magic. We are unsure if you mock us with this. It would be disappointing to learn that you are.