The mist lingered around Akariâs body, coiling like unseen hands reaching for her. It felt cold, yet oddly familiar.
> New Summon Available: Veilbound Stalker.
Her breath hitched.
The creature she had just killedâit was now hers.
The old man stepped forward, his cane pressing into the dirt. His sunken eyes, once tired, now held an eerie sharpness.
âYou donât realize what youâve done, girl.â
Akariâs wolves stood at her side, their glowing eyes fixed on the mist writhing around her. She clenched her fists. âI survived.â
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The old man let out a dry chuckle. âSurvived? No. Youâve been marked.â
The words sent a chill through her spine.
Marked?
The villagersâsilent, stillâhad been watching her from the moment she entered. But now, their hooded heads turned away. Avoiding her gaze.
She felt it.
A shift.
The world had changed for her in a way she didnât yet understand.
Akari turned back to the old man. âWhat do you mean?â
He sighed, tapping his cane against the ground. âThis village exists between the cracks of reality. Those who step inside without permission⦠never leave.â
Akari frowned. âThen how do youââ
âI was born here,â he interrupted. âLike the rest of them.â He motioned toward the villagers. âBound by the Veilâs Curse.â
Veilâs Curse.
She looked around. The villagers didnât move, didnât react. They were alive, yet⦠something was off.
Trapped? Controlled?
The old manâs voice dropped to a whisper. âYou killed a Veilbound Stalker. That meansâ¦â
Akariâs stomach tightened. âMeans what?â
His eyes bore into hers.
ââ¦that the Veil has acknowledged you.â
A sharp wind tore through the village, carrying whispers that werenât there before.
> System Update: Veilâs Gaze Upon You.
Akari stiffened.
Something unseen was watching.
The mist around her feet coiled tighter.
She swallowed. âAnd what does that mean?â
The old man hesitated. For the first time, fear flickered in his tired eyes.
âIt means that you are no longer just a player in this world, girl.â His grip on his cane tightened. âYou are a piece of it.â
The wind howled.
The Veil had noticed her.
And it would not let her go.