EMBRACING THE FORSAKEN LUNA
That my family’s legacy was not one of honor and strength, but of betrayal and darkness.
I had to find answers. I had to know the truth.
The cavern seemed to stretch on endlessly, but I kept moving, driven by the need to uncover the secrets Morrigan had alluded to.
The air grew colder the deeper I went, and the sense of dread hanging over me only intensified. It was as if the walls themselves were closing in, suffocating me with the weight of the past.
Finally, I reached a chamber, larger than the rest, with ancient symbols carved into the stone walls. In the center of the room, there was a pedestal, and on it, a worn, leather-bound book.
Sikat na Kabanata