Chapter 37 Lost Into the Abyss
"Olivia, hold on. I can fix this." Eritrea reached for her, but Olivia was already fading from her sea of consciousness, her soul unstable. Meanwhile in the real world, Eritrea barely had time to react.
A violent backlash erupted from Olivia's body, hurling Eritrea backward. She crashed into the molten rock, her white hair slightly ruffled, her body shook from the impact.
The Sacred Flame had chosen Olivia... but why did it suddenly become hostile? Why is it destroying her?.
Eritrea staggered to her feet, rage boiling inside her. This wasn't how it was supposed to go. She turned to the dragon, fire burning in her gaze. "Fix her." she pleaded, but it sounded more like a command.
The dragon exhaled slowly, his molten eyes filled with something close to pity. " Fate does not grant second chances freely," the dragon said, his molten eyes gleaming. "The price has already been paid. And soon... you will understand just how steep it was."
Eritrea clenched her jaw. No. She refused to accept this. She turned back to Olivia, who was barely breathing, her body trembling as if fighting to stay alive. The sacred flames that once felt like victory now felt like chains.
Eritrea fists clenched in helplessness, she thought she had won. She had taken the power. But for the first time in her life... She wasn't sure if she had done the right thing. And far away, in the deepest part of Olivia's mind... something else stirred. A crack in the void. A whisper in the dark, waiting.
Darkness crawled like a blanket over Olivia's consciousness, it was like she was having a deep sleep, but it wasn't the kind that came with sleep, or even death. This was something deeper, heavier—an abyss that clung to her very soul, swallowing her whole.
She drifted in nothingness, weightless, formless. Her thoughts felt slow, muffled, like she was trapped underwater. She couldn't feel her body. Was she even breathing?