Chapter 304

The night was silent except for the faint rustle of leaves in the wind. Dain stood alone in the clearing, the Moon Shard now lying untouched on the altar before him. The energy from it still buzzed in the air, filling the space around him with a strange tension. He could feel

the pull again, the dark power calling to him, urging him to take the next step.

As he reached out, his fingers trembling with both excitement and fear, he heard a low growl behind him.

"Dain!" Fenrir's voice was sharp, laced with concern and frustration. Dain turned slowly, already knowing what his friend would say.

Fenrir, the towering figure with dark eyes and an aura of quiet strength, stepped into the clearing, his posture tense. "You don't understand what you're dealing with," he said, his voice heavy with warning. "That power is dangerous. It will consume you if you let it." Dain straightened, his jaw tightening. "I've already felt it, Fenrir. I know what it can do. I can control it." He gestured toward the shard, his eyes blazing with determination. "This isn't something I can walk away from. I won't let you hold me back."

Fenrir's eyes darkened with a mix of concern and disbelief. "You don't get it. I've seen what happens when someone gets too close to the shard. It doesn't care about your control. It twists your will, your very essence. It corrupts, Dain." His voice cracked slightly, the weight of the warning evident in every word.

Dain shook his head, the anger rising in his chest. "You think I don't know the risks? But I'm not like them. I won't fall victim to it. This power... it's the only chance we have. Don't you see? It's the key to everything. We can reshape the future."

Fenrir's face tightened with a mixture of worry and frustration. "And what happens if you lose yourself to it? What happens if it takes control?" He took a step forward, his voice softer but no less intense. "I've watched too many fall, Dain. The shard doesn't care about your plans or your promises. It only cares about feeding on your soul."

He could feel the shard's power pulsing stronger now, urging him forward. He wanted to understand it.

too much already to be afraid of a little power.

face darkened further, his lips pressed into a thin line. He crossed his arms over his chest, watching Dain with a mixture of regret and helplessness. "I won't stop you," he said quietly. "But I won't stand by and watch you destroy yourself either."

another step toward the shard, his hand outstretched. The pull of the shard was intoxicating, a magnetic force that no longer felt like a choice.

tone final. "This is my path. I won't let

something flicker in the depths of Fenrir's dark eyes. A trace of fear perhaps.

the promises, the answers. It

of the shard, a surge of energy crackled through the air, sending a

could feel

with him, melding with

something was

dark energy coursed through him, and for a brief, terrifying moment, his vision went black. His heartbeat thundered in his ears, and he felt himself falling-falling into something far deeper than anything he had ever experienced. Fenrir's voice broke through the chaos, frantic and

briefest moment, they flashed black, an inky void that consumed the light around them. Fenrir staggered backward, his breath catching in his throat as he stared at Dain, frozen in fear. "Dain?" Fenrir whispered, his voice shaky. The raw fear in his

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