The Vessel's Dark Awakening: A Sleep Token Tale

Prologue: The whispers of Sleep

In the heart of a crumbling cathedral, hidden beneath layers of dust and time, the vessel knelt alone. The towering stained glass windows flicked with candlelight, casting kaleidoscopic reflections that danced like spirits across the ancient walls. It was here that he felt it most the ever present pull that tugged at the fibers of his soul. Sleep was always near.

Vessel has been chosen, not by fate, but by an ancient entity that slumbered deep beneath the realms of human consciousness. The entity, known only as Sleep, was an all encompassing being of dreams, desire, and oblivion. From the moment they first connected, Vessel's life was no longer his own. His every breath, every note, he sang, every beat of his heart was in service to Sleep.