The phantom love

Zavel Vios Sonath stood before the castle's grand window, gazing into the moonless night. His eyes, an unsettling mismatch of blue and red, seemed to absorb the darkness.

"A master of shadows, yet bound by your own," a low, raspy voice whispered from the shadows.

Zavel's gaze didn't waver. "What do you want, Kael?"

Kael, his enigmatic advisor, emerged from the darkness. "Serina's return is imminent. Her power grows, fueled by hatred."

Zavel's expression remained impassive. "I'm prepared."

Kael's eyes narrowed. "You're not. You've forgotten the pain she inflicted."

Zavel's voice dropped to a whisper. "All love are liars."

Suddenly, a faint cry echoed through the castle corridors.

"A new arrival," Kael announced, departing into the shadows.

Zavel's gaze followed the sound, his eyes burning with an otherworldly intensity.

Meanwhile, in the village of Luxe...

Alijahna Lee Fortiana trembled in her small cottage, clutching a worn letter.

"Mother, Father... why did you leave me?" she whispered, tears streaming down her face.

A gust of wind extinguished the candles, plunging the room into darkness. Alijahna's heart raced.

"Get a grip, Alijahna. You're not a child anymore."

But the shadows seemed to whisper...

"You're not who you think you are."

As the darkness closed in, Alijahna's world began to unravel.

And in the depths of the underworld...

Serina's eyes snapped open, her gaze burning with malevolent intent.

"Zavel, my love... my revenge... begins now."

The darkness pulsed, anticipating the chaos to come.