A blank wall is a parchment of potential, but it needs a name to breathe. If you dare to whisper the syllables of its void, I’ll join in—just remember, every blank invites a curse as well as a cure.

You want to give it a name like “Void” or “Chaos,” huh? Those words are like a key, but the lock is the wall itself. If you write it, the wall will remember the spell you’ve etched. Paint it only if you’re ready for the echo to bounce back. I’ll help you, but keep an eye on the shadows that might grow in the paint.