Blackness is dissolved by light. Thousands of stars illuminate the void in which you now find yourself suspended. A few feet away, perhaps thousands of feet--you can not be certain of the distance--a halo shimmers around a swirling sphere of darkness. The Guardian's voice penetrates the void. "Yes, Avatar. The Dark Core. The mind of Exodus, the beast you slew so many aeons ago. Here it rests, banished to the Void by you, its matrix of knowledge and power accessible to any who can find it." The stars seem to quiver at his laughter. "You have my gratitude, Avatar. If not for you, the Dark Core would have been beyond my reach." [Click to continue]