phin

ed into a black hole or abyss. It was terrible. What made it even more frightening was the faces sur

r amount to anything in your life." Asterio

istence is not needed on this

r voice still reached me. Their faces twisted and contorted into horri

heir betrayal flooded my mind. Tiffany's remorseless attitude, Asterion's stoicism and his

deeper into the abyss, my ey

my chest, expecting to feel the gaping wound from Asterion's claws. Bu

"No....it couldn't be. It was too real." I shook my head as I denied the possibility. Asterio

nd scared to arrange my thoughts properly. With a deep breath, I tried to stand up but there

ut it was no use. I was trapped in a small enclosed

box and then I was hit with a chilling realization.

my fists on the lid. I was terrified of tight spaces and I just wa

sed my pounding. How could it be? The only reason a

trembled, refusing to believ

he moon goddess, we are alive."

s going on?" I muttered to mysel

I had to get out of this coffin. I

to get out of this coff

el our power, let it g

e called me with a differe

ed into claws and my muscles rippled with a power I had never expe

thought, I clawed at the lid and my claws ripped through the wood with ease. I

that surged through me recede and I felt normal again. Raising my head, I looked around a

s and there expression ranged from shock to

aring at me with red eyes. Some sort of connection welled up inside me when I stared at those in

e howled i

ine. The overload of images and foreign experiences crashed into me