Veil floated, suspended in a space that defied all logic, an infinite and oppressive void where no known rules seemed to apply. There was no up or down, no directions, no landmarks. Everything was motionless, and yet, a strange tension seemed to vibrate in this nonexistent air. Here, silence reigned supreme—absolute and crushing.
Veil (internal thought, troubled): What is this place? Am I... dead? But this doesn’t look like how I imagined nothingness.
He tried to breathe, but a strange sensation overtook him. There was neither warmth nor cold, only the total absence of any familiar sensations. And yet, he felt an intangible weight, a growing pressure, as if something—or someone—was watching him.
Veil (voice trembling): "What... is this? Is someone there?!"
His voice echoed, stretched, distorted, as if it were traveling across an infinite chasm. The echo seemed to follow him, seeping into his mind, and a cold shiver ran through his being. When he tried to move, he realized his body wasn’t responding as it should. His movements were slow, fluid but lacking substance, as if he were merely a shadow from another reality.
Veil (internal thought, anxious): Am I floating? Or... falling? Whatever this is, I need to get out of here. Now.
As he struggled to calm the rising panic within him, faint glimmers of light pierced through the darkness. At first weak, they began to dance in the air, trembling like stars on the verge of burning out.
Veil (voice urgent): "Hey! Who's there? Answer me!"
But no sound came. The lights, hesitant at first, began to grow brighter, gathering together to form a softly pulsating circle. Their silvery and golden hues intertwined in a strange, captivating harmony—both mesmerizing and deeply unsettling.
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Veil (internal thought, troubled): This must be a dream. Yes, it has to be a dream. But why does everything feel so... real?
He had no time to think further. An invisible force seized him abruptly, hurling him through the void. He felt a crushing pressure on his chest, as though the entire universe was pushing him in an unknown direction.
Veil (shouting): "Stop this! Let me go!"
The sensation of falling was immediate and brutal. A gust—or something resembling one—rose up, whipping against his face. He was hurled forward at a dizzying speed, carried away by a spiral of wind and light.
Veil (screaming): "No, no, NO!"
The darkness gradually gave way to a blinding light. First, a deep blue, almost comforting, then a piercing white that assaulted his eyes. The outlines of an indiscernible horizon began to form, but everything twisted and warped around him.
Veil (internal thought, worried): This isn’t a dream. Everything is too... tangible. Too clear.
Beneath him, the void stretched endlessly—unfathomable, infinite. No ground, no horizon, just an endless abyss. Suddenly, a thick mist rose, moving like a living entity.
Veil (voice trembling): "There has to be a way... a way to get out of here!"
Indistinct shapes began to appear within the mist. They shifted, almost ethereal, yet their presence was overwhelming. These blurry figures seemed to stare at him, studying him with an oppressive intensity.
Veil (internal thought, nervous): Those... things... they’re watching me. Why? What do they want from me?
The swirling shards of light around him drew closer, their intensity becoming almost unbearable. Their growing brightness forced Veil to shut his eyes, but he couldn’t escape their blinding radiance.
Veil (screaming): "Enough! What do you want from me?!"
The lights converged in an explosion of brilliance. A chilling shiver ran through his body as everything around him seemed to collapse, dragging him once again into an endless abyss.
Then, everything stopped.
Absolute silence. Oppressive darkness. The mist vanished, the shapes faded away. Veil was alone once more, suspended in this unfathomable void.
Veil (internal thought, gasping): Am I... still alive?
As fear and confusion began to take hold of him, a voice echoed. A deep, powerful voice, emanating from everywhere and nowhere all at once.
Mysterious Voice: "Why are you here, mortal? What right do you have to tread upon the edges of the void?"
The voice felt alive, piercing directly into his mind, and another wave of shivers coursed through his body. Veil instinctively lifted his gaze, searching for the source of the voice.
Veil (trembling): "Me? I... I don’t know. I didn’t want to be here. I just want to go home!"
A deep, resonant laugh filled the void, making everything around him vibrate.
Mysterious Voice: "Go home? And yet, this is where it all begins."
The light burst one final time, filling every corner of the void. Then, abruptly, Veil was pulled in, hurled out of the emptiness, carried to an unknown destination.