The temple trembled with every breath.
Silver lines burned across the floor, threading outward from my bare feet like roots cracking through a brittle world. The dome above was etched with constellations that had no name, and they spun slowly, responding to the rise of my energy. It was a symphony—one only gods could hear. And now, it answered me.
I stood in the center of it all, arms outstretched, power coiling around me like the wind of a forgotten storm.
The glyphs on the walls surged to life. Light poured from the ceiling in cascading ribbons, wrapping around my body. Magic flowed into my bones, sharp and endless. It felt like touching the stars with my soul.
I felt infinite.
Until I didn't.
A flicker.
A tremor.
The light faltered.
Then—screamed.
I gasped as fire exploded behind my eyes. My knees buckled. A jolt of agony ripped through my spine, burning down to my fingertips.
Something was wrong.
"NO—!"
