No sooner had the words left his lips

  than a strange bluish-black aura

  slowly escaped his own body.

  The air thickened with an invisible pressure.

  Kael was suddenly engulfed

  by a feeling of terror —

  not fear itself,

  but the fear of darkness.

  As if that intangible presence

  was trembling before something far greater,

  something ancient.

  ?

  It felt as if the entire world

  was bending beneath the weight

  of a wrath buried deep within him.

  A violent storm of pain,

  hatred,

  and bloodlust

  invaded Kael,

  until his mind felt

  on the verge of shattering.

  But instead of being swallowed by that darkness…

  ?

  A gentle warmth reached out to him.

  An embrace he couldn't see,

  but felt deeply.

  It was her.

  He was certain.

  Her cries,

  though silent,

  were there.

  Like a wave of sorrow

  weaving its way toward him.

  ?

  It was as if this entity

  felt the same pain,

  the same hatred as he did…

  And in that suspended moment,

  their souls touched.

  Understood each other.

  He couldn't see her with his eyes,

  but in the faint halo of energy surrounding him,

  Kael glimpsed a humanoid shape.

  A silhouette made of aura,

  folding gently around him,

  holding him in a palpable tenderness.

  — Sorry... sorry... sorry... sorry... sorry...

  The entity's words,

  almost desperate,

  echoed endlessly in the air.

  As if she felt responsible.

  As if, somehow,

  she believed she had caused his suffering.

  ?

  He didn't yet know the exact reason,

  but one thing was clear:

  This entity wanted only one thing —

  to ease his pain.

  She felt his agony.

  She drew it into herself.

  To free him from it.

  ?

  Kael felt a strange sense of peace settle in,

  as though all that suffering

  he carried within

  was dissolving through her tears.

  Through her gentleness.

  He could feel his dark emotions,

  corrosive and consuming,

  being absorbed,

  swallowed

  into some invisible abyss.

  A release.

  A form of catharsis.

  ?

  It was as if the entity

  was allowing him to purge all that poison inside.

  As if she was cleansing him.

  Lifting the weight of immense suffering.

  He felt as though

  all the darkness

  that had built up inside him

  was vanishing.

  Drawn into her.

  Carried away in an infinite mist,

  far from him.

  ?

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  Once he regained control of his emotions

  and had calmed down,

  Kael made a gentle gesture.

  One of care.

  As if the aura itself

  were his sister.

  Wanting to comfort her.

  To ease her sorrow.

  ?

  A few minutes passed

  in a soft stillness,

  where they simply stayed together,

  saying nothing.

  The only sound he could hear

  was the entity's steady breath.

  A soothing melody.

  Almost hypnotic.

  ?

  Then Kael felt ready to ask a question.

  But before he could even say the first word —

  "Do you…"

  — the entity interrupted him.

  Her voice calm and soft:

  — "Close... eyes... breathe... slow..."

  ?

  She continued.

  With that surreal slowness,

  as if each word

  had to stretch across time.

  Kael, slightly intrigued, obeyed.

  He closed his eyes,

  inhaled deeply.

  A strange trust

  had quietly formed between them.

  As if something greater than either of them

  was uniting them in this silence.

  — "Slow... gently... breath... feel..."

  ?

  Though perplexed,

  Kael allowed himself to be guided.

  He followed her instructions seriously.

  He shut his eyes tighter,

  breathed calmly.

  — "Then... smoke... black... like... vapor... all... around..."

  ?

  His eyes remained closed.

  His mind focused.

  He understood each word more clearly,

  each inflection.

  It was as if the entity's language

  was becoming easier to grasp

  the more he listened.

  A few minutes passed.

  Then…

  Kael began to feel a presence.

  ?

  A strange energy.

  A light mist.

  Hard to define.

  It felt like a blend

  of something familiar

  and something entirely new.

  An almost fragile sensation,

  yet undeniably powerful.

  The mist wasn't tangible,

  but he felt it deep inside.

  Like an invisible touch.

  But ever-present.

  — "Success... you... feel... energy..."

  ?

  A pause.

  As if she wanted

  Kael to fully focus

  on her next words.

  — "Now... you... inhale... energy... like... vortex... inside... you... then... exhale... outside... and... energy... stay... in... you..."

  ?

  Kael, eyes still closed,

  focused.

  He could sense the invisible energy,

  like a wave approaching,

  but didn't know how to grasp it.

  It was a strange feeling.

  Hard to describe.

  But every part of his being

  told him to let it in.

  ?

  He inhaled slowly,

  imagining himself as a vortex

  drawing the energy inward.

  The air around him shimmered.

  He followed her guidance.

  Focused.

  Serious.

  A soft pressure

  filled his lungs,

  as if the air itself

  had grown heavier.

  Then he exhaled slowly,

  intentionally.

  And the energy…

  remained.

  ?

  For the first time since arriving here,

  he felt the energy

  wasn't slipping away.

  It stayed within him.

  Like an invisible treasure

  deep in his core.

  The entity seemed ready to praise him.

  But Kael…

  guided by a sudden instinct…

  repeated the process again.

  ?

  His hands clenched

  around the forming energy,

  and almost reflexively,

  he inhaled once more.

  This time,

  something changed.

  ?

  A flame

  ignited in his stomach.

  Not in his heart.

  Not in his mind.

  But there.

  In that deep part of himself.

  It grew with every breath.

  And with it…

  a strange motion

  swirled around him.

  It was no longer mere mist.

  Nor a gentle, manageable energy.

  It was a dark wave

  spreading steadily,

  like a calm but powerful current.

  Darkness unfolded.

  Coiling slowly around him.

  It wasn't a threat.

  But a dense presence.

  A weight.

  Kael hadn't tried to amplify it.

  And yet…

  The force of this energy

  seemed almost eager

  to take form.

  To spread.

  To unfold.

  ?

  The vortex,

  once timid,

  transformed.

  Becoming a fluid motion.

  Hypnotic.

  It was drawing in everything around him.

  Kael could feel the black vapor

  interlacing the space.

  A sensation both familiar and new,

  as powerful as it was delicate.

  It wasn't evil.

  Nor good.

  It was a primordial energy.

  Raw.

  Without judgment.

  ?

  The entity,

  invisible yet present,

  seemed surprised.

  There was no fear.

  No confusion.

  Only…

  a sense of awe.

  She watched this unknown potential,

  this dark manifestation…

  And Kael could almost feel

  that she was impressed

  by the depth

  of what he had just unleashed.

  ?

  Kael, though astonished himself,

  kept his focus.

  The energy swirled around him.

  Intensified.

  He tried to guide it.

  But each movement

  only hastened the expansion of this force.

  He was no longer simply

  breathing in mist.

  He was absorbing a deeper essence.

  Something that lived

  at the intersection of shadow and light.

  An energy

  that existed beyond the simple notions

  of good and evil.

  ?

  Suddenly,

  the entity cried out.

  Her voice worried, almost desperate:

  — "Stop!... Stop... now... or... reservoir... break... Kael... danger..."

  Kael opened his eyes, startled.

  But before he could respond,

  another phrase dropped,

  graver still:

  — "Kael... already... exceed... expectation... me... but... push... too far... dangerous..."

  ?

  And in that moment…

  Kael understood.

  He had just crossed

  an invisible boundary.

  A limit

  that even this entity

  had not foreseen.