CHLOE
The void seemed endless, stretching beyond the limits of sight or imagination. The figure before me was shrouded in shadows, its presence oppressive yet compelling. Despite the overwhelming emptiness around me, I felt as though the weight of the universe bore down on my shoulders.
“You seek the truth,” the figure said again, its voice a chorus of echoes. “Yet the truth demands sacrifice.”
I tightened my grip on the glowing book in my hands. “I’ve sacrificed enough. Tell me what I need to know to stop this curse.”
The figure’s glowing eyes narrowed. “Such determination. But strength alone will not carry you to the answers you seek. You must prove your worth.”
Before I could respond, the ground beneath me shifted. I stumbled, clutching the book tighter as the void twisted and resh
