The Abyss corridor seemed endless.
The three walked slowly through a colossal structure formed of black stone, petrified flesh, and ancient roots intertwined in the walls like fossilized veins. The only light came from red crystals embedded in the organic surfaces of that impossible place, pulsing slowly like living organs hidden within reality itself. The air was heavy, dry, and laden with a constant sense of existential pressure, as if the very space around them rejected any living presence.
Above them, far above, dozens of floors of the Abyss separated that place from the rest of creation.
And yet…
Lilith continued walking ahead without any hesitation.
That in itself was uncomfortable.
