Çhapter 128: the choice

Chapter 128: The Choice

Anita stood frozen, her body still trembling as the figure—her older self—watched her with a quiet, almost sorrowful gaze. The orb before her pulsed with an unsettling rhythm, and the Threads inside her hummed in response, as though awaiting her decision. The weight of the room, thick with the energy of the ancient power, pressed down on her, suffocating in its intensity.

"I don’t understand," Anita whispered, her voice barely audible. "Why are you showing me this? What do you mean by the sacrifice?"

The older version of herself took a slow, deliberate step forward, and Anita instinctively took a small step back. The figure’s eyes—eyes that mirrored her own but were filled with the knowledge of time and sorrow—never left her.