The allure of the Abyssal Lok's power was intoxicating. Sam could feel it, pulsing just beneath the surface of his skin, like a second heartbeat. The possibilities seemed endless, but with each new discovery came a deeper hunger, a desire to explore further, push harder, and reshape the world according to his will. However, that same power was also becoming a burden, one he could no longer ignore.
It started subtly. The first few uses of the Abyssal Lok outside its boundaries were small—a nudge to the weather here, a gentle manipulation of energy to heal an injured bird there. Each time, Sam felt the energy flood through him, a connection to the Abyssal Lok that felt as natural as breathing. But as days passed, things began to change.
