After slapping Marsha forcefully, she was left stunned and deeply hurt. Tears welled in her eyes, but she suppressed her emotions silently, trying to hide her pain behind an expressionless face. The physical pain was nothing compared to the emotional torment that surged through her after the shocking act by her father, who had always been her source of strength and protection. Yet, she couldn't shake the overwhelming feelings of betrayal and heartbreak.
Do you really think she would dare defy the great Morpheus? Perhaps you are unaware of the high priest's true nature. No words escaped her lips—only tears and an escape from the wrath of the great Morpheus, one of the greatest kings in history. Morpheus, during his reign, wrote the Book of Death, a text said to contain profound secrets and mysterious knowledge about death and the afterlife.
The writing process was shrouded in secrecy, involving a group of philosophers, scholars, and mystics who combined their vast knowledge. The Book of Death became a sacred yet terrifying reference, surrounded by an aura of mystery and dread. To this day, it remains one of the most controversial texts in human history, symbolizing the enigmatic power of Morpheus.
Marsha fled the palace in tears, her sobs echoing through the grand halls as everyone silently watched, not daring to utter a single word. Meanwhile, the king stared at the ceiling, muttering to himself:
Perhaps I cannot defeat fate, but I can outmaneuver its steps. I was told my end would come within this palace, but I will make this place the last battleground for my cursed life.
Ali (with a trembling voice):
What's happening here?
Fatima (whispering):
I don't know, but why did he strike her?
Ali (moving closer to Fatima):
Lower your voice before he hears us and kills us.
This was the whispered exchange among them, their voices hushed out of fear that Morpheus would hear and send them to the Vault of Mortos.
A scream, followed by another, pierces through an abyss of utter darkness. You can see nothing, no light source to guide you, as though you are in a deep grave or a bottomless pit in the earth's depths. The cries grow louder, more unnerving, as if ghosts were battling in the shadows. Suddenly, amidst the terror, you hear a familiar voice—a voice you believed lost forever or killed in that horrific incident. Now, it speaks in panic and dread, amplifying the fear of the place.
Where am I? Have I reached another realm? Why does this place feel so suffocating?
Mysterious voice:
You have reached the edge of darkness, where worlds intersect and spirits converge.
Abdeljalil responded:
What do you mean by that? I'm trying to understand, but all I see is darkness around me.
Mysterious voice:
Do not fear, for the answers will come once you find the key to unlock the closed doors.