The battle raged, shadows twisting and swirling as Nkosana faced the Cult leader. The air crackled with raw energy, each strike sending ripples through reality itself. The ground beneath them was scorched, etched with the remnants of their fierce duel.
Nkosana could feel the Demon Seed's power pulsing inside him, a dark heartbeat syncing with his own. It was intoxicating, but dangerous—a force that could consume him if he lost control.
"You think you control it," the Cult leader sneered, eyes glowing like dying embers. "But the seed will devour you, as it has devoured all before."
Nkosana gritted his teeth, the mark on his neck flaring fiercely. Memories of his past, the pain, the loneliness, and the betrayal surged through him. Instead of fear, he found strength.
"I am not like them," he growled. "I will bend the darkness to my will."
With a sudden burst, shadows erupted from his body, coiling around his arms like living armor. He lunged forward, their powers colliding in a tempest of light and shadow.
As the eclipse above blotted out the sun, Nkosana vowed: no matter the cost, he would master the seed, protect those he loved, and shatter the curse once and for all.
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