The Seed of Life?
Fucking hell.
There it was.
"You seem to know what it is," a voice said beside me.
I turned my head slightly.
Elanor.
sigh
"Not really," I replied flatly.
But she knew.
She knew I knew something.
"…Sure," she said, voice soft but unconvinced.
Haaah.
It's right there in front of me—close enough to reach out and take—but I can't.
I've thought about it. Over and over. I just… can't.
I already feel too much. I already struggle to keep everything buried beneath the surface.
I don't know what would happen to me if I merged with the Seed of Life.
No. I do know.
It would change everything—my thoughts, my goals, my entire mindset.
And I can't risk that.
There's only one thing that can anchor me now. One thing that can stop me from losing everything I've become.
Vysindra's curse.
That's the only thing keeping me together.
Even this current form—it's not holding up like it used to. It's weakening.
And all of it… it started when she came into the picture.
