Alex stood motionless as the darkness swallowed the stranger. Their parting words echoed ominously in the still night air, sending a shiver down Alex's spine. The book, now feeling heavier than ever, pulsed in their grip. It wasn't just a tool or a key—it was a weapon. And they had no idea how to use it.
"I need answers," Alex muttered to themselves, tightening their hold on the ancient tome. But who could they trust? The stranger had made it clear that enemies were closing in, and time wasn't on their side. Every second spent hesitating was a second closer to being overpowered.
The realization hit hard—there would be no safe haven, no time to prepare. This wasn't just about mastering the power. It was about surviving long enough to use it.
"I'm not ready for this…" Alex whispered, but deep down, they knew there was no turning back.