Ethan retreated into the depths of a shadowy cave, his fingers tightly gripping two divine essences—Decay and Pain. The forces contained within these essences pulsed restlessly, as if eager to break free, to pour into his soul and transform him into a being of divine power.
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, focusing intently on the flow of energy within him. Decay and Pain—two forces, each so distinct. Decay was a silent, creeping force, a constant pull toward emptiness, to endless desolation. It was a cold, insidious corruption that spread slowly but surely. On the other hand, Pain was fiery and unrelenting, an agony that gnawed at the body and soul, a ceaseless torment that threatened to tear him apart. Both forces battled within him, pulling at his very essence, each trying to drag him toward a higher plane of divinity.
