Their figures were enveloped in the dark mist, their minds turning into a haze of confusion and disarray as it twisted reality into a spiral of indiscernible illusions.
The challenge lies in distinguishing illusions from reality as their minds become ensnared in the web of deceit and lies. The psychological torment of facing one's own demons becomes a battle of willpower and self acceptance.
As soon as the dark mists swallowed them into it's illusionary world evoked from twisted lies, they all found themselves on their own, taking on the challenge to navigate between reality and the illusion.
Hwarang found himself in the desolate forest, he couldn't catch sight of the others as they were nowhere to be seen.
His brows furrowed darkly as he realized it was the dark mist splitting them apart. He moved stiffly toward an aimless direction in the bid to come across them even though he knew he was likely not to.
