Kim awoke in the same room he had fallen into, but something was different.The walls… breathing? Faint, rhythmic.The whispers… louder. Not around him—they were inside him.
He touched his head. Images exploded:
Children screaming, shadows dancing, laughter tearing across empty streets
His own reflection in puddles of blood, smiling back
The stone, now shattering slightly, its heartbeat echoing inside his chest
A door appeared on the far wall—a glowing outline, almost imperceptible.Kim knew instinctively: go through it or be consumed.
As he moved, whispers turned into words, forming in the air:"Every fear has a price. Every truth has a cost. Are you ready, Master?"
The hallway seemed endless, yet Kim's legs moved automatically.Each step forward, memories not his own pressed into him: laughter, screams, bodies moving… a town alive with DeathLaugh's echo.
He reached the glowing door. Trembling, he put his hand on it.It opened.
And for the first time, Kim saw what had been waiting for him since Chapter 1:
A vast, black void.And in the center, a figure—familiar yet impossible—smiling, laughing, pulsing with power.
Kim's breath caught.The last whisper before everything went black:"Welcome, Kim. You are mine now."