Chapter 25 – Forbidden Spell
Despite the nerves eating away at him, William forced himself to remain composed. Aurus's gaze was firm, resolute, as if uncertainty itself bowed before his determination. There was no escape. The moment had come.
"It's time to complete the translation," the master said in a grave voice.
William nodded, his fingers trembling slightly as he held the scroll they had studied line by line over the long months. At the very bottom, written in a curved and unnatural script, lay the final spell. A sealed invocation in a forgotten tongue. A prayer. A command.
He closed his eyes and read it aloud, as if each word bore immense weight:
"Between storm and stillness,
where the world splits and the mind is stilled,
I summon the guardian, the silent echo,
show me that which is not real... but Exists."
Silence fell.
Nothing happened.
William raised his eyes, confused. The air remained still, the scroll unmoving—just an old, dusty piece of parchment. He frowned.