Chapter 43 The Truth Beneath The Shadows

• When my eyes flew open once more, confusion washed over me. The world around me was a blur—shifting and disorienting, as if the very ground I stood on had vanished. I attempted to move, to lift myself up, but my body felt as if it were encased in stone, burdened by an unseen weight.
• The shadows had engulfed me, wrapping me in their chilling grasp. Yet it was more than just the shadows; there was something deeper, something far more malevolent lurking beneath the surface.
• I could sense it now. The power. It surged within me, like a second heartbeat, a dark resonance of something I had always dreaded. The truth had eluded me for so long, and now—now it was right in front of me. It was staring back, whispering in the stillness, saturating every part of my being with an overwhelming heaviness.