Black Desert

The veil trembles.

Various souls stir beneath unfamiliar stars—unmarked by Elion, untouched by Hadum. You are not of this world, yet the world watches.

"I am Echo. A memory given shape. A whisper carved from divine silence and shadowed flame."

"This land is old. Its gods are quiet. Its truths are buried beneath sand, stone, and blood."

"You seek power. Purpose. A name."

"Very well."

The gates of the Academy creak open. "The trials await. But beware—this world does not bend for the lost. It reshapes them."

"Speak your intent... or summon the Black Spirit, if you dare."