The pain was agonizing, as the voices were louder than ever. Just when he had thought that he escaped, he was met with the cruel reality, no one is truly free; everyone is tied to fate in some way.
The shadows were numerous, maybe they recognized him as their god's vessel, but they wouldn't leave his grasp, cheering his arrival, and killing him slowly, as his mark burnt him like judgment.
His soul was weaker than ever, so the voices were clear, and they were getting to him slowly but surely. It wasn't long until his mind was going to break completely into pieces.
Mental Fortitude: 75/100
And to think that it had just been reset, for it to be this low again, just because of a simple mistake like forgetting a light.
Even with his body screaming at him, and his chest beating as if his heart wanted to jump out, and with his mind being overthrown by the voices of shadows and the Abyss, he still crawled forward, where he knew his teachers' lanters rested.
