Nibiru woke up to searing pain in his body. His ribs throbbed with a dull ache, and his throat felt tight, as though a weight were pressing down on it. He tried to speak, to call out for help, but his voice was still sealed. He was trapped in his own body, unable to communicate or move.
As his eyes adjusted to the dim light, Nibiru saw that he was not alone. He was surrounded by other children, all of them looking just as scared and bewildered as he was. They were dressed in ragged clothes, their hair unkempt, and their bodies covered in bruises and cuts.
At the front of the group stood the Demonic Masters, the leaders of the Demonic Cult. They looked on with cold, dispassionate eyes, their faces twisted into cruel sneers. One of them stepped forward, and Nibiru could feel the weight of his gaze upon him.
"Welcome to the Cave of Demon Ascension," the Demonic Master said, his voice dripping with malice. "You are all here because you are special. You have been chosen to become warriors of the Demonic Cult, to serve our cause and fight for our glory."
The other children murmured nervously, but the Demonic Master silenced them with a fierce look. "Silence! You will speak only when spoken to. This is a place of discipline and training. You will learn to obey or suffer the consequences."
Nibiru felt a chill run down his spine. He had heard stories of the Demonic Cult, of their ruthlessness and their willingness to do whatever it took to achieve their goals. He knew that he was in grave danger, and that his life was now in the hands of these cruel and merciless masters.
"You will be trained here, in the ways of the Demonic Cult," the Demonic Master continued. "You will learn to fight, to kill, to survive. You will either become one of us, or you will die. There is no middle ground. There is only victory or death."
The other children looked on with wide eyes, their faces pale and drawn. Nibiru could see the fear in their eyes, and he knew that he shared their terror. He had no idea how he was going to survive in this place, how he was going to overcome his injuries and his sealed voice, how he was going to fight against the Demonic Cult and their ruthless masters.
But he knew one thing for certain: he would not give up.
He would not surrender to these monsters, not without a fight. He would find a way to survive, to thrive, to overcome his challenges and emerge victorious.
And with that determination in his heart, Nibiru prepared himself for the long and difficult journey ahead.