There is a forest where the trees speak in riddles... where moonlight bends, and shadows bleed through bark. Where the leaves whisper names long forgotten. They call it The Keratin. No one enters willingly. Not unless they're called. Corey didn't choose this path. He followed the sound- a hum only he could hear. A rhythm older than magic. With him walks only his cat, Cheese-orange, stubborn, and far more than he appears. Together, they step beyond the veil, into a world shaped by forgotten spells, shattered realms, and the lingering voices of witches and warlocks who were never laid to rest. But Corey isn't just a wanderer. He's a wizard in training, and The Keratin has chosen him for a purpose. Its roots are tangled with trials. Its branches twist with secrets. And at its heart lies something ancient... A sleeping magic, waiting to awaken. Each echo brings Corey closer to the truth- about the forest, about his bloodline, and about the role he must play when the final spell is spoken. But the woods do not offer wisdom freely. And not everyone who enters the Keratin or Salem ... makes it out with their soul.