Astraea's POV
The moment the mirror dragged me in, I hit the ground hard, and when I opened my eyes, I was surrounded by nothing but darkness. Not the normal kind of dark, but the kind that feels alive, like it's pressing in on you from every side.
I started walking, one slow step at a time, my boots echoing on stone I couldn't even see. It felt like I had been wandering forever. The air was thick, almost choking me, and the silence was heavy enough to make my ears ring.
After a while, it hit me where I was. Nyxhaven.
I had heard about this place all my life but had never been inside. No one had, to the best of my knowledge, at least not in centuries. It was a sealed chamber deep under the palace, the old ground of the black-eyed demons before they were wiped out. They used to rule here, but after they lost power, this place was shut down and banned, and for good reason.
