The abyss

Intro You’re falling. Endless darkness swallowing you whole. No ground. No sky. No up or down. Your limbs—dead weight. They don’t obey. Panic fades first. Then hope. Breath shallow, but it feels meaningless. Cold pressure presses in from all sides, crushing not just your body but your mind. Time unravels, moments stretch into forever. You’re alone, drifting in the abyss, suspended between nothing and oblivion. And somewhere deep.You feel something. The abyss pulls you deeper, limbs numb, hope slipping away. But then — a warmth. Not like the world you know. A light that doesn’t burn, but embraces. She catches you. The Sun Goddess. Radiant, calm, her eyes like molten gold. Her hands, gentle but firm, lift you from the void. She places you softly on a patch of grass — strange, glowing, thriving in the abyss. Here, in the deepest dark, life blooms beneath her touch. You lie there, heart pounding, caught between despair and a strange new hope — cradled by light in the bottomless dark. Her voice, like a sunrise, whispers: "You are not lost.you are Save." She kneels beside you, the glow from her presence softly pulsing like a heartbeat through the abyssal grass. Her eyes lock onto yours, ancient and infinite. With a slow, deliberate motion, she raises her hand, palm open, fingertips shimmering with molten light. She touches your forehead, and warmth floods into you — not just heat, but something deeper. A blessing. It seeps into your bones, filling the emptiness where hope once fled. "By the fire that never dies, by the light that pierces shadow, I grant you strength beyond despair, and the courage to rise anew." Your limbs begin to stir, weak but alive. The abyss still looms — vast and cold —