Emrys struggled to comprehend the surreal sight before him. The translucent form of his soul, ensnared by ominous ropes of cursed energy, floated in a void of darkness. The sight of his own soul, bound and restricted by the ropes of cursed energy, was both terrifying and surreal.
Emrys took a deep breath, trying to steady his racing heart. The golden figure, Ling Xiaolong, continued to speak with a calm authority that made Emrys feel slightly more at ease despite the unsettling revelation.
"You see, Emrys," Ling Xiaolong continued, "the Curse of Echoing Silence is not just an ordinary curse. It is a profound seal that binds every fiber of your soul. To break free, you need an external force, a pure soul, unaffected by this curse, to infuse with your own."
