"Foolish… he is not the one then."
One of them spoke in the dark, their eyes pale white before he spoke of another name. "Choose the other one, Amir… " With that name, the people in the room started to tap their table in agreement, deeming the Duke a wasted product while hoping to mold Amir in a way they couldn't do with the Duke.
Jester the bastard he was, enjoyed his journey to the mountain ranges that led to the abyss where the sky itself turned into hell.
Like before, the name of the Abyss varied. Some deemed it simply the Abyss of Madness due to the state of those who walked out of it, and that name was commonly used to define it.
Don't fall for it, the lies, the illusion, and the detrimental memories that drag you away from your goals. They are nothing but burdens that one has to abandon at one time or another. Moreso in a place like this. The abyss on earth, the hell that is worse than hell itself.
