The path was finally cleared, and the true sight beneath the steps came into full view. What was once hidden was now revealed—a massive,plex arrangement of circr patterns, intricately designed with symbols that seemed both ancient and unknowable.


    The pattern spiralled outward, resembling squares upon squares,yered like the gears of some cosmic clock. At its centrey an enormous temple-like structure, not standing above ground but carved directly into the earth itself, as though it had been etched there by divine hands.


    The temple was imposing, with columns that rose from the depths of the ground, spiralling upwards, adorned with unfamiliar runes and markings that glistened faintly, almost as if alive withtent power.


    Suddenly, the ground trembled. The massiveva beam, still roaring downward from the sky, connected with the temple''s heart like a spear from the heavens. The moment the molten energy made contact, the impact was nothing short of cataclysmic.


    BOOOOMM!!


    The air itself seemed to split as the force of the explosion ripped through the ce. A shockwave expanded outward, shaking the earth violently. The intricate symbols and squares lit up with an eerie red glow, pulsing as though they had been awakened from an ancient slumber.


    High witches acted switly, shielding the young apprentices and the girls who came for the trials.


    The temperature rose dramatically, heat waves distorting the air around the beam. Stone cracked, and massive chunks of the earth splintered away, revealing deep crevices and fissures that extended in every direction.


    Just as suddenly as it had started, theva beam vanished. The sky, which had been alight with the crimson fury of the molten energy, dimmed once more, returning to its previous stillness.


    A heartbeatter, the beam itself dissipated, leaving behind nothing but a scorched patch of earth and a chorus of bewildered onlookers.


    For a moment, silence reigned.


    Then, as if a dam had burst, chaos erupted.


    Students began shouting and pointing at the spot where Jaegar had stood just moments ago.


    Guards rushed forward, scanning the area for any trace of the young wizard. The council members huddled together, their faces a mixture of disbelief.


    Then, the high witches of the tower, swiftly, took control of the situation.


    Yasmine, along with the rest of the witches, now stood at the edge of a freshly formed pit.


    Evanore approached them and bowed, "I apologise; I couldn''t detain the young man. He was too powerful."


    Yasmine ignored her words; she was deeply focused on the spot where the pit had been formed.


    One of the council witches, named ni, said, "What just happened?"


    Yasmine, with a serene tone, exined, "I think that boy just found the way into thebyrinth."


    There was a collective gasp from all the women present before Yasmine.


    "Labyrinth? Isn''t that a myth written by our ancestors?"


    Everyone of them had the same thought. There was a tale, that they believed happened long ago. A tale when the gods walked thend.


    In the ancient times, long before mortals built their cities and empires, the world was ruled by forces beyondprehension.


    The goddess Eomoriel, a being of immense power, was known as the Keeper of the Elements.


    Her domain stretched from the highest peaks to the deepest caverns, and she wielded the elements like a master painter with a brush.


    At that time, an evil entity rose from the depths of the world. This being sought to plunge the world, and with its evil intentions, the being sought the humans and started to corrupt them, making them turn against the goddess.


    Eomoriel knew she had to confront him, and she did. Amnohdet was the ce where they both fought, and it was said to be the moststing battle.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om


    In the end, Eomoriel prevailed, but at great cost. The goddess was gravely injured; her divine essence nearly extinguished. After the battle was over, it was said that a ck me emerged at the spot where the goddess fell. The ck me, a very ferocious me that couldst for an eternity.


    Right after the me appeared on the mortal grounds, Goddess, couldn''t take the me back with her.


    Eomoriel knew that as long as the me remained in the world, others—mortals, gods, and darker entities—would seek its power. Weakened but resolute, she made a decision to hide the me away from all who would dare approach it.


    With herst vestiges of strength, Eomoriel created abyrinth around the me, guarding it against whoever tried to im it.


    Thebyrinth was no ordinary maze. Its walls were forged from obsidian rock, infused with traces of the ck me itself, making them nearly indestructible. The paths twisted and turned in ways that defied thews of space and time, leading intruders in endless circles.


    The corridors were filled with illusions—false mes that burnt the soul, shadows that whispered madness, and creatures conjured from the nightmares of those who entered. Each step deeper into thebyrinth drained the life force of anyone foolish enough to try and im its hidden treasure.


    At the centre of thebyrinth, was the ck me.


    As the years passed, people started to specte, and create tales of the goddess. And there was a lot of word spread—that the goddess had left behind a temple for them to worship. People didn''t exactly know what was inside thebyrinth, and they were so focused on the goddess that they overlooked what was inside.


    But not all of them were sane; some of the odd men, dared to venture deep into thebyrinth and never returned; those who returned spurned another myth.


    And it was,


    Only those who were deemed worthy by the me itself could ever hope to reach its core. For centuries, this spell remained unbroken, and thebyrinth fell into legend, known only to a few as the Labyrinth of the ck me.


    The legend told of a great prophecy: Whoever could im the ck me would be destined for the heavens, ascending beyond the mortal ne to be an eternal being.