The room was dark.
Not dim or shadowed. Just pure darkness, heavy and unmoving, with no sign of life within it.
Then…
Two eyes opened.
Golden pupils cut through the void, sharp and alert. The rest of the figure remained hidden, but that cold and calculating gaze alone carried weight.
"What a waste," a voice said quietly.
"The Dark Seed didn't mature properly before activation."
A disappointed sigh echoed in the darkness soon after.
"Useless to the very end. Fortunately, other plans were already prepared for this kind of failure."
The eyes lingered for a moment longer.
Then they closed, as the darkness reclaimed everything.
Adam groaned.
The sound came out rough as he tried to push himself up. His head rang violently, the world tilting and spinning as if it hadn't decided which way was up yet.
It's been a while since I felt like this.
He stayed still for a second, forcing himself to breathe slowly.
