King Nothing

Another poem about the third of my major role-playing characters, the bladesinger Zardilann Darhtill.

My pedestal was broken, now finally like me
What will happen now, will I cease to be?
Sent to a cage, a world devoid of life
Where I can spend eternity, with emptiness so rife
In this place I am a god, here I did transcend
To be crowned King Nothing, with my foxy friend