Selene's body felt like it was on fire.
The cores she had absorbed were no longer settling into her system—they were thrashing violently inside her, pushing against the limits of her control.
Her chest heaved with every breath, her hands trembling as a searing heat spread through her veins.
The voice in her head whispered gleefully, feeding on her agony, encouraging the chaos.
[Let it in. Let it take over. You were never meant to hold back.]
Selene shut her eyes tightly.
But when she opened them again, everything had changed.
She was standing in a white room. No doors. No windows. No shadows. Nothing. Just a blinding, empty void stretching in every direction.
Selene looked around, but there was no sound, no movement—only a disorienting silence pressing down on her.
She tried to move, but her body didn't respond. It was as if even gravity didn't exist here.
Her legs refused to move. Her arms hung limp.
