A Place like Home: Barren, Empty, but White.

[Vel'Koz]

Vel'Koz had stood before the portal for some time now, scanning it with his violet spotlight while his Xer'Sai mount lay to the side, clawing and gnawing at the strange ground. He had realised his ability to use Void energy had been... erased, in some form. Not in the sense that it was taken, but... It had just disappeared. Vel'Koz' manipulation of such energy had left upon disconnect with the Void itself but Omnilium is an unsurprisingly useful substance, as the god-child-creature had explained, in the sense that he was able to replenish his reserves by calling upon it using Omnilium. The substance turns out to be stranger and stranger as its uses expand, limited only by Vel'Koz' imagination.
Unfortunately, a Voidborn instrument, built for learning and destruction, has little in the way of creativity when it comes to using other-worldly substances, so while the god-child's speech held to be true, it was up to the Voidborn to figure out how to use the potent substance.

It was at this moment Vel'Koz' truly understood his own predicament: Trapped, not just in another plane or realm or planet, but in an entirely different universe where his Void, his home, was a concept left to the fruitful imagination of the odd creatures of blood and flesh he had witnessed steer away from him as they entered or exited the portal.

"Fearful... It seems that my presence causes them... Distress."

He debated whether or not to enter the portal, unsure of what laid on the other side, and it seemed that Vel'Koz wasn't going to gain any help from the various roamers and travellers that did their best to avoid coming within ten feet of his appendages, much less meet the gaze of any eye he possesses.
He stopped scanning the portal and turned to a passing horse-pulled caravan, moving Northwards around 10 meters away. The head of the carriage and possible merchant was adorned with royal purple and gold clothing while the four caravan guards wore thinner, white clothes with choice pieces of leather armour and blades of a low-angle curvature.
"What else can I discover?" Vel'Koz spoke to himself with a low, intelligible grumble, his eye growing brighter until a wide ray of purple light enveloped the caravan and its guards, causing them to recoil in shock and cover their eyes.
Their yelling fell on deaf ears as Vel'Koz scanned them for their worth, organising his thoughts neatly as more information beamed to him.

"Animalia, Chordata, Vertebrata, Mammalia, Thera, Eutheria, Primates, Anthropoidea, Homindae, Homo..."
"... Homo-Sapiens...

Vel'Koz ended his scan, only to be met by angry homo-sapiens brandishing the odd blades of extensive curvature previously noted. They yelled in medium-pitch, seemingly furious, raising their swords to the Voidborn. Their screeches were annoying and Vel'Koz chose to block them out, running another scan on the ones fast-approaching him.

"Hmm... A spike in adrenal gland activ-"

A clang rang out as a sword connected with Vel'Koz' carapace, the blade scraping his exoskeleton as it slid off. Vel'Koz quickly lashed a tentacle at the attacker, knocking them up and away. While the homo-sapien flew through the air, Vel'Koz' eye grew hotter and brighter, charging with Void Energy until a burst of plasma emitted from his central eye, flying outward at speed. As the culprit landed between two other humans, the plasma bolt hit, searing and burning the flesh of the guard, causing her to scream in agony. The bolt split, hitting the two beside the female human, the assault of plasma energy striking into their sides and melting holes in their central organ compartment, exposing the creature's endoskeletons. They screamed low-pitch wails and fell to the ground, clutching their sides as their blood weakly leaked from their almost-entirely cauterised flesh.

The Eye looked at the scene surrounding him and noted that the caravan, remaining guards, merchant and the entire surrounding populace had fled from Vel'Koz during the examination, for some reason. He chalked it up to the previous observation of distress and turned back to the three subjects. One them had already perished, so two subjects and tapped the male's internal organs, causing him to weakly cry out in pain. He noted the pitch and then looked at the female and noted her third-degree burns. He examined the female to find a second-degree burn and, upon success, tapped it, causing her to cry out in pain in a different pitch. He noted this as well, taking a moment to process this information.

"It seems that genders are more easily discerned by the pitch of their cries."

He left the near-deceased subjects to their infuriating wailing and approached his bestial Voidborn mount and adorned it with his own exoskeleton, taking off to the next portal.