Rosemary
The forest faded away like smoke, leaving me suspended in a vast, starless void. The air was heavy, thick with an oppressive silence that pressed against my skin like a physical weight. My breath echoed unnaturally in the emptiness, the sound swallowed by the void almost as soon as it escaped my lips.
I stood still, waiting for the transformation, for the world around me to twist into whatever manifestation this final trial would take. My darker self emerged from the shadows, her glowing eyes more piercing than ever, her expression unreadable.
“This is the last trial,” she said, her voice resonating with a gravity that sent shivers down my spine. “The Trial of the Soul. Here, you will confront the essence of who you are - every truth, every lie, every part of yourself you’ve tr
