The crack widened beneath our feet, a jagged scar splitting the earth. From its depths, black mist rose, thick as ink, curling around my legs, chilling my skin to the bone. Kael yanked me back, but the ground kept crumbling, dragging us toward the chasm. “Elara—hold on!” he shouted, his grip bruising, desperate. I threw my power into the earth, trying to seal the rift, but the void laughed at my magic. The black mist coiled higher, whispering promises I refused to hear. Join us. Free yourself. Feed the darkness. A clawed hand emerged from the crack — skeletal, wrapped in shadow, with fingers longer than any human’s. Another followed. And then the head of the thing that crawled out. It had no face. Only a hollow void where eyes should’ve been, and a mouth that split its head open in a grin too wide, too sharp. The Moon God stepped forward, but the creature hissed, and the god recoiled. “This should not be,” the Moon God said, voice shaken. “The void was sealed long ago.” Kael
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