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Episode 26: The Light
Author: Kaiza
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The temple was silent, deafening. Mara stood in the ruins as the light from the gate disappeared into nothingness. The oppressive energy of the Abyss was gone, but so was Alex.

For a moment, she stood there, her mind racing. The man who had fought so hard to protect her, the man who had promised to return, was now gone. She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms as frustration and despair threatened to overwhelm her.

But then she remembered his words: "I'll find a way back to you. I promise."

Mara rubbed away her tears, the set determination chiseling on her face. She was not going to let him go in there alone.

Meanwhile, Alex was surrounded by such darkness it was suffocating. The Abyss was a place of pure malice; its air thick with unnatural energy clawing at his soul. He could hear the whispers on all sides, voices promising him power, revenge, and destruction.

Alex ignored them, focusing on the faint connection he still felt to Mara. It was a fragile thread of warmth
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