As Nkosana and Thandi crossed the threshold into the abyss, the world shifted. The dense forest gave way to an endless void, where whispers of forgotten souls echoed all around.
The ground beneath them was no longer solid—it rippled like liquid shadow, cold and unnerving.
"Where are we?" Thandi's voice barely rose above a whisper.
"Between worlds," Nkosana replied, eyes scanning the darkness. "The Veil of Truth isn't just a place—it's a realm where realities intertwine."
Suddenly, figures began to materialize—ghostly shapes draped in tattered cloaks, faces hidden, voices lost to time.
One stepped forward, its hollow eyes locking onto Nkosana. "You carry the curse... and the salvation."
The air grew heavy as the spirit spoke of an ancient prophecy: the Demon Seed would either bring ruin or rebirth, depending on the strength of its bearer's heart.
Nkosana's grip tightened around the mark on his neck. "I won't let this curse destroy me or those I care about."
The spirits nodded in approval, parting to reveal a glowing path that wound deeper into the abyss.
"To claim your destiny, you must confront your own darkness," the leader said. "Only then will the true power awaken."
[07/28, 01:02] ChatGPT: With a deep breath, Nkosana stepped forward, ready to face whatever lay within.
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