Todos os capítulos de EMBRACING THE FORSAKEN LUNA: Capítulo 131 - Capítulo 140

The light faded, and I found myself standing on a narrow, crumbling precipice, high above an endless void. The air was thin, cold, and the only sound was the distant rumbling of the vortex still spinning over Silverwood. Below, the shattered remnants of my home stretched out, a wasteland of ash and ruin. I could feel the artifact pulsing in my hand, its power dwindling, and I knew there wasn’t much time. I had to act. But as I looked down into the abyss, a wave of doubt washed over me. What if I was wrong? What if this wasn’t the way to stop the Cleansing? What if my sacrifice only made things worse?I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart. I had to do this. I had to believe that this was the only way.I opened my eyes, raising the artifact high above my head, feeling its energy surge through me, filling me with a warm, comforting light. I could feel it reaching out, connecting to something deep within the earth, something ancient and powerful.“T

The ground trembled violently beneath my feet, and I stumbled, barely keeping my balance as the world around me seemed to shatter like glass. I blinked rapidly, trying to make sense of what I was seeing. The air was thick with an unnatural energy, crackling and hissing as if it were alive, and the sky above was a swirling mass of dark clouds and blinding light.Everything was wrong. It was as if reality itself was coming apart at the seams.“What’s happening?” I shouted, my voice barely audible over the deafening roar of the storm.Mia was beside me, her face pale and drawn. “The ritual,” she gasped, eyes wide with horror. “It’s tearing the veil between worlds.”I glanced around, trying to take it all in. The landscape was shifting and changing before my eyes, the ground rising and falling like waves on a stormy sea. Trees grew and withered in an instant, their branches twisting and contorting into unnatural shapes. Ghostly figures flickered in and out of existence, their eyes hollo

The darkness around me shattered like glass, sending shards of light piercing through my vision. I stumbled backward, disoriented, as the world around me warped and twisted. It felt as if reality itself was being torn apart at the seams, the very fabric of existence unraveling in response to my choice. “What have I done?” I muttered, my voice barely a whisper against the roaring chaos.The ground beneath my feet was no longer solid. It shifted like sand, swirling with colors and shadows that defied logic. Time seemed to fold in on itself, moments collapsing and expanding in ways that made my head spin. I saw flashes of the past and glimpses of a future that could never be. Faces I recognized flickered in and out of existence, some smiling, others twisted in pain and fear.“Get a grip, Sera,” I told myself, trying to focus. But how could I? The world was disintegrating before my eyes, and I was the cause. The weight of my decision pressed down on me, heavy and unforgiving.“Sera!

The artifact’s energy crackled around me, pulling me toward its core, a swirling vortex of power and ancient magic. My thoughts were a blur, my emotions a tangled mess as I grappled with the enormity of what I was about to do. Sacrificing my identity—who I was, every memory, every relationship, every part of me that made me —it felt like a fate worse than death.My mind raced with flashes of my past: my parents’ smiles, the first time I shifted, the nights spent laughing with friends around the fire, every battle, every tear, every triumph. Would all of that be erased? Could I really let go of everything I had been, everything I had loved, to save Silverwood?The artifact’s pull grew stronger, and I felt my grip on my sense of self slipping. “I can’t do this,” I muttered, shaking my head. “I can’t just erase who I am. There has to be another way.”A familiar, mocking voice cut through the chaos. “Still clinging to your identity, Sera? How quaint. And here I thought you were willing

Smoke stung my eyes as I struggled to see through the chaos. The flames flickered and danced around me, casting eerie shadows on the ground. Bodies lay everywhere, each one a familiar face, each one a fresh wound on my heart. I felt like I was drowning in a sea of my own failures.“Is this what you wanted?” a voice hissed in my ear. It was the mastermind again, but now their voice was different—softer, almost gentle. “Is this what all your noble choices have led to?”“No,” I croaked, my voice hoarse from the smoke and tears. “This isn’t real. It can’t be.”“Oh, it’s very real, Sera. It’s the reality you’ve created with your decisions. You could have saved them, all of them, but instead, you let them burn.”I wanted to scream, to shout back that it wasn’t true, but deep down, I knew they were right. Every choice I’d made, every sacrifice, every time I’d refused to compromise—it had all led to this moment, this nightmare. What if I’d been wrong all along? What if my stubbornness, my r