Skylar

As I descend a hidden staircase known only to a few, I can't shake off the feeling of being both empowered by the knowledge imparted and overwhelmed by the responsibility it brings. My hands are steady, yet inside, a storm rages, threatening to consume my resolve. But there's no turning back; I must face what comes with eyes wide open.

The staircase leads me to a secluded part of the castle, where the air grows cooler and the scent of brimstone lingers faintly. The Hell's ...