Galam's Chronicles

Chapter 29

Jollìn continued his insidious path in the second layer of the well of Nyx, the forest that preceded the tree seen on the horizon seemed endless.

As Jollìn ventured deeper into the second layer of the well of Nyx, the seemingly endless forest presented him with new challenges and illusions. The glowing trees cast eerie shadows that danced around him, making it difficult to discern the true path forward. The air felt heavy with magic, and the silence was unsettling.

Jollìn knew he had to stay focused and alert. He couldn't let the illusions play tricks on his mind. With each step, he carefully observed his surroundings, searching for any signs or clues that could lead him to the next challenge or the way out of the forest.

Suddenly, he heard a faint sound, a soft whisper carried by the wind. It was a voice, almost ethereal, calling out to him. Jollìn recognized it as the voice of one of his guildmates. It was Roy, his fellow fire mage.

Roy's voice: Jollìn, over here! Follow my voice!

Jollìn hesitated for a moment. He knew it could be an illusion, a trick to lead him astray. But he also knew that his guildmates had his back, and they would never lead him into danger.

Roy's voice: Hurry! I need your help!

Determined, Jollìn followed the sound of Roy's voice, weaving through the glowing trees. The voice seemed to guide him deeper into the forest, and the darkness grew more intense. But he pressed on, trusting his instincts and the bond he shared with Roy.

As he moved forward, he noticed the forest becoming denser, almost suffocating. The trees closed in on him, and the shadows seemed to come alive, reaching out like dark hands trying to grab him. Jollìn summoned his magical abilities, casting protective spells to shield himself from the encroaching darkness.

But despite his efforts, the illusions persisted. He saw fleeting images of his friends, calling out to him for help. The forest seemed to feed on his fears, trying to weaken his resolve. But Jollìn knew that he couldn't let fear control him. He had to be strong, not just for himself, but for his friends and the guild.

Roy's voice: Jollìn, please, hurry!

The urgency in Roy's voice pushed him forward. He knew he had to find his guildmate, even if it meant facing whatever challenges lay ahead. As he ventured deeper into the forest, he came across a clearing, and there stood a figure that looked exactly like Roy, beckoning him to come closer.

Jollìn approached cautiously, studying the figure for any signs of deception. But as he got closer, the illusion began to waver, revealing the darkness beneath. It was a trick, a manifestation of the well of Nyx's malevolent energy.

Jollìn: Enough of this!

He released a powerful burst of fire magic, dispelling the illusion. The figure dissolved into shadows, and the forest around him seemed to grow quieter. But he knew that it wouldn't be the last illusion he encountered.

After that blow, Jollìn I no longer heard Roy's voice

Jollìn:Fuck it, it was an illusion to mislead me

"Black Viper":Well,it is not for nothing that it is called "forest of deceitful lamentations" the rules are the same as the first layer, bye bye!

Jollìn gritted his teeth, refusing to be deterred by the malevolent voice of "Black Viper." He knew that the illusions and challenges would only grow more intense, but he also knew that he couldn't let fear or doubt control him.

Jollìn: I won't fall for your tricks! I'll find my way out of this forest, just like I did with the first layer!

He summoned his magical abilities once again, casting protective spells to shield himself from the illusions. As he moved forward, he kept his senses sharp, looking for any signs that could lead him in the right direction.