The spiral path of the Shifting Bloom had now been fully unveiled—a staircase not made of stone, but of pure energy. With every step, the energy crackled, and when they looked down, only the Echo Bloom plateau could be seen—as if this place was hanging in an upper dimension.
Aarya looked below. “If we fall… will we go back to Echo Bloom?”
“Even if we fall… we won’t really fall,” Rudrak said, his voice holding an unfamiliar calm.
Riya was silent. Her pendant was glowing faintly, resonating with the vibration of this place.
As they placed their feet on the final step of the spiral, the world began to freeze.
The entire zone was submerged in white light—no air, no ground. Only endless whiteness. Everything dissolved, including their physical bodies. Only translucent spiritual forms remai
