As Alex continued his descent through the treacherous Infinity Maze, he moved with the grace and speed of a silver whirlwind. The whispers that once offered cryptic messages had transformed into a constant, low hum, compelling him to venture deeper into the heart of the labyrinth.
Each battle against the grotesque creatures spawned by the abyss brought him closer to his ultimate goal. These abominations, fueled by the insatiable hunger of the abyss, were twisted parodies of life. The closer Alex got to the heart of the abyss, the more potent the curse became.
"I'm nearing the end," Alex thought to himself, determination burning in his eyes.
"I'll finish this swiftly and join the others. I won't rely on Ego, for he may be corrupted and I cannot risk what he might do."
