Time Lord

Klyntar

In the eternal darkness and silence, Knull slowly opened his blood-red eyes.

Beneath his feet lay Klyntar, utterly corrupted and returned to darkness.

The Symbiote matter that had once been as pure as liquid milk had become a boundless ocean of churning black slime.

Countless monstrous Symbiotes, creatures ruled by primal desire, rose and sank within it.

Their silent roars gathered in the planet's Hive Mind, forming a mad hymn of praise to their creator.

"My army."

Knull slowly rose and extended his pale hand.

The black ocean below surged in response, forming a hand of darkness vast enough to blot out the stars.

He felt an unprecedented surge of energy within him—the immense power of reconnecting with the entire Symbiote race. Yet there was no joy on his face. Instead, a trace of concern crossed it.

"Still not enough."

His voice echoed through the darkness. "This power can make me stronger, but it's nowhere near enough to stand against the Gods Beyond the Wall."

He thought of Xiao Han, that unfathomable man who had also come from beyond the wall.

Knull knew Xiao Han was making plans of his own, trying to draw every possible ally into this war.

"I've never trusted allies." Cold mockery flashed in Knull's eyes.

"I trust only absolute power."

He needed to grow stronger.

He needed something that could stand against the Beyonders.

His thoughts raced through billions of years of memories before settling on a name he had long buried.

The Time Lord!

The one who guarded the timelines of the Multiverse.

Knull knew the Time Lord wielded a power capable of changing reality itself.

If he could obtain that power—or join forces with him...

"Time Lord."

A savage smile curled Knull's lips.

He hesitated no longer. Raising his hand, he drew