Chapter 100: The Trials of Mortality
Bayo's consciousness drifted through the ethereal plane, leaving behind the tangible world of the cemetery. The invisible sweat that had moments ago clung to his skin dissipated, replaced by an otherworldly chill. As his surroundings shifted, he found himself thrust into a realm of darkness, animated by an unsettling energy.
Before him stretched an endless procession of people, their movements mechanical and purposeless. They trudged forward, eyes vacant, as if propelled by an unseen force. Bayo felt himself being pulled along with the crowd, yet his mind remained clear, untouched by whatever influence held sway over the others.