What Melania and Endar had created was immense. But with every new choice, every new creation, it seemed that new threats arose. The shadows that had awakened, like ominous echoes from the past, were beginning to gain strength. But was there something more to them? Something that could become their strength, if only they could understand it correctly?
Melania stood by the riverbank, the current of the water flowing like a living thing, moving toward infinity. She stretched out her hand, and the water, as if catching her thoughts, spread beneath her fingers, transforming into a form that reflected her heart. This was her world. A world where she controlled time and space, but every time she felt these forces slip away, like mist.
“Time…” she whispered, losing herself in the gaze at the water. “We have come face to face with what we created, and now it’s pulling us into the unknown.”
Endar approached her, watching her movements, and only now did he realize how deeply she had immersed herself in this new world. “Melania,” he said, his voice soft yet firm. “We cannot let this destroy us. Eternity isn’t just what we created; it’s what we have to protect.”
She turned to him, her eyes reflecting something more than mere resolve — it was a battle with invisible forces that were pushing them forward, into the darkness. She felt an enigmatic connection flash between them, something they hadn’t fully realized until now.
“I know,” Melania replied, but her gaze was full of doubt. “But I feel that we are still not ready for what lies ahead. The shadows, as the Keeper said, they could take more than we can imagine.”
Endar didn’t respond immediately. He clenched his fists, as he always did when preparing for a fight. Yet, this time, it didn’t make it any easier. The sky above them darkened, and suddenly the wind shifted — its gusts grew heavier, and their movement signaled the approach of something dreadful. Something that had nothing to do with the world they had created.
Out of the darkness, a new figure appeared. It moved smoothly, but its outline was blurry, like fog. This being didn’t look like the others they had encountered before. Its form was irrational, sometimes reminiscent of a human shape, and sometimes something entirely different. The figure passed through the river, and the water seemed unable to hold it back.
“You have created a new reality,” the stranger said, its voice cold, spreading pain. “But you don’t understand that this is not just your doing. Whatever you do, you are only recreating what cannot be changed. Eternity, which exists between shadows and light, is beyond your control.”
Melania stood, as if struck by lightning, staring at this new adversary. Her heart beat faster, but she felt a powerful energy rise within her. This stranger was not only an enemy but also a challenge — a challenge to her strength, to her resolve.
“What do you want?” she said, her voice gentle but unwavering.
“I want everything,” the stranger replied, its eyes gleaming with darkness. “I want to unite these shadows, shed the masks, and show you that the reality you created is nothing more than an illusion.”
She felt his words pierce her consciousness, but she refused to let them take hold. In her heart, a fire blazed — a fire that would never go out.
“You don’t understand,” she replied, her voice now full of certainty. “We didn’t just create this world. We gave it a soul. And if you try to destroy it, you will face who I truly am.”
Endar took a step forward, his gaze becoming cold and resolute. They stood together, and now this new enemy seemed determined to emerge from the shadows to tear their world apart. But they were ready. This was their battle — and it was only just beginning.
The sky split into two parts, and darkness once again descended, enveloping them. The shadows that rose seemed not just to be parts of this world — they were something much greater. But Melania and Endar weren’t going to retreat. They stood together, forming a defense that could not be broken. They hadn’t just created Eternity; they had become its heart. And even if the darkness tried to consume it, they would not let it die.
The shadows behind them began to coalesce, but before them stood only their resolve. Eternity was not just their world. Eternity was their life.