Screams from the Abyss

Whispers in the Dark

In the days that followed their triumph over the Unmaker's influence, the Guardians found themselves settling into a new rhythm within the Nexus. The cosmic hub had been restored to its former vibrancy, its energies thrumming with renewed purpose and vitality. And yet, despite the pervading sense of harmony, Jaden couldn't shake the feeling that something was still amiss.

It was a nagging sensation at the edges of his perception, a subtle dissonance that seemed to whisper in the quiet moments between breaths. He tried to focus on the tasks at hand, on the endless work of monitoring and maintaining the delicate balance of the multiverse. But the whispers persisted, a constant reminder that their victory, however hard-won, was far from complete.

Zoe noticed the change in him first, the way his shadows seemed to coil and flutter with a restless energy. She cornered him in one of the Nexus's tranquil meditation chambers, her flames casting a warm, gentle light across the crystalline walls