[He holds it for a moment longer before releasing his grip on the gun and allowing it to dissipate back into his body in ribbons of glowing silver. No point in keeping it out when he wasn't using it, especially given the fact that it put a strain on his body.]
It's called a Void. It's an idea given corporeal form-- the shape of a person's heart.
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It's called a Void. It's an idea given corporeal form-- the shape of a person's heart.