Bendu has had a much different life than he was used to before being in the PolyVoid for his many years… He had spent so many years here. He’d lost count by the time year 50 had passed for him, he was at the very bottom of the PolyVoid, the darkest depth, Hell. The void holds the memories of those who enter in their heads for the duration of their stay, even though it's been so long Bendu is still able to remember in detail what happened when Annihilation came for him and Gold 50 years ago, it only feels like yesterday. Bendu had nothing better to do with his existence here, so he worked. He had to re-invent fire in the dark with one of his eyes in constant pain. Every bit of scrap that A uses as a fuel source, anything from sheet metal to old phone booths. “This is going to be a wild ride huh?” Bendu said once, though he forgets if it was after his first or second year in what he likes to call the void…