Kael began experiencing the shadow more intensely. At first, it mimicked him subtly — movements in mirrors, slight whispers. Now it spoke in full sentences, teasing him, warning him, tempting him.
"You can embrace me, Kael. Together, we are unstoppable."
Kael clenched his fists. "Not yet."
But a part of him trembled. The shadow's voice was seductive, promising power without fear, freedom without consequence. Every night, Kael dreamed of the shadow as a separate being, walking beside him, waiting for the moment he might surrender.