Ren Yuan stood before the towering pillar, its surface etched with intricate runes that pulsed with eerie, malevolent energy.
He raised his hand, his fingers tracing the ancient symbols carved into the pillar's surface. As he did so, a low, guttural voice echoed through the chamber, its tone laced with mocking amusement.
"Ren Yuan," the voice boomed, its sound reverberating through the very core of his being. "You have finally come. I trust you have made your decision?"
Ren Yuan met the unseen gaze of the Chasm of Uncreation, his expression calm and composed. "I have," he said, his voice steady and resolute. "I agree to your offer."
A wave of dark laughter washed over him, its sound chilling and unsettling. "Oh?" the Chasm of Uncreation chuckled, its tone laced with sardonic amusement. "It seems someone has finally instilled a healthy dose of fear into your heart. Tell me, Ren Yuan, what has changed your mind?"