Chapter 5: Matthew Enters The Horrifying Trial... Decay World?
Darkness.
Not the comforting kind that lulls the senses, but the kind that presses against the skin like damp cloth, seeps into the lungs, and coils behind the eyes.
It swallowed everything... Light, sound, air, thought, and even time felt absent here. There was only the sensation of falling, and then... nothing.
Matthew gasped.
His lungs dragged in a breath that tasted of ash and iron. The air scraped his throat as if it hadn’t known warmth in centuries.
He lay sprawled on the cold obsidian ground, almost naked and bleeding from multiple parts of his body.
The ground pulsed faintly beneath him and seemed as though it was alive, he could even hear a faint heartbeat from the ground.
Where am i?
He was puzzled as he rose slowly from the ground, his muscles ached lightly and the blood on him was already drying.
Around him stretched an endless palace made of shifting black glass and above.
There was no sky, only a dome of swirling shadows that similarly pulsed faintly as though, given the chance, it wouldn’t hesitate to swallow him.
What trial is this? Matthew tried to rack his brain to come up with an answer.