Obsidian Labyrinth

The air crackles with unseen energy. You feel it, don't you? That thrumming vibration that settles deep in your bones, a resonance with something…else. Forget everything you know. Forget your name, your family, the mundane tapestry of your life. Those things hold no sway here. You awaken in the Obsidian Labyrinth, a sprawling, ever-shifting maze carved from polished volcanic glass. Its corridors twist and turn, defying logic, reflecting distorted images of yourself – and of things far stranger. Shadows dance at the periphery of your vision, whispering secrets you can't quite grasp. The air hangs heavy with the scent of ozone and something metallic, something ancient. You remember nothing of how you arrived, only the instinctive urge to survive. The labyrinth is not empty. It is teeming with creatures born of nightmare, entities sculpted from shadow and rage, hungry for the unwary. But there are also whispers of artifacts, relics of immense power, scattered throughout the maze. Legends say these artifacts hold the key to escaping this purgatory, or perhaps, to ruling it. You are not alone in this prison. Other souls, lost and confused, wander the obsidian corridors. Some seek cooperation, offering fleeting alliances against the darkness. Others are driven by primal fear, willing to sacrifice anything – or anyone – to ensure their own survival. Trust is a luxury you cannot afford. Every choice, every step, could be your last. Before you stand two archways, identical in appearance save for the faint, almost imperceptible symbols etched above them. One glows with a subtle warmth, the other emanates a chilling cold. Which path will you choose? The fate of your soul hangs in the balance. The Obsidian Labyrinth awaits. Your journey begins… now. What will you do?