Apollo's expression sharpened, his interest clearly piqued. "Unimaginable horrors, you say? Go on."
Morrak hesitated, licking his dry lips as he struggled to put his thoughts into words. "The Ancient Flame Archive... It's not just a vault of knowledge or treasures. It's sentient and alive. A sentient trial ground created by the Black Flame Sovereign himself. Those who enter are subjected to tests of strength, will, and understanding of the Flame Laws. But..."
He shuddered. "If the Archive deems you unworthy, it doesn't just kill you. It erases your existence. No soul, no memory, nothing left behind."
Apollo remained calm, though his fingers twitched slightly at the weight of the revelation. "And those who succeed? What happens to them?"
