Zargen sought to architect the stars into a monument of black alloy and gold, only to find that perfection is a hollow vessel. In his final act of hubris, he invited the Void-Caller to merge with his empire, mistaking an eternal hunger for a partner in transcendence. He was unmade by the very silence he once commanded, leaving behind only the drifting, cold dust of a god who forgot that the dark always eats the light.