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Souls Online: Mythic Ascension-Chapter 60: Drowning in Shadows
Chapter 60 - Drowning in Shadows
Rachel had talked a mean game. She had convinced Luna and Lily to help her in her mission by using something they cared about. Yet she was still nervous.
How could she not be? She was about to willingly step into the domain of some perverted mad scientists who were using their own player base for their experiments. Would she become one herself?
Her fingers tightened around the VR headset, its surface cool and smooth against her skin. It was strange how something so deceptively simple could be the gateway to something so horrific.
She took a slow, measured breath. There was no turning back now.
"Here goes everything I guess..."
She put on the Headset before she laid down on the bed Luna had provided her. The bed was soft but the smell of dust hung heavily in the air. She focused on her surroundings as her words came out slow and deliberate.
"Game. Start"
Everything snapped to black.
No sounds. No touch. No scents.
It was as if she had been swallowed whole by an endless abyss. Floating in a sea of darkness, she felt nothing.
Yet her sixth sense was screaming at her. Something was there in the darkness, watching her. She couldn't detect where the gaze was coming from but it was undeniably there.
"If this is a test of some kind, you are one sick fucker. You know that right?"
Silence. Yet she felt that there was something different about the darkness.
Is it...moving?
The more she focused, the more she realized the oddities. The darkness wasn't whole, it was hundreds if not thousands of fragments forming a river of pitch black that flowed around her.
She drifted in this void, weightless, untethered. The river of shadows swirled around her, shifting and writhing like living things, yet never touching her. It was unnatural—she wasn't falling, wasn't rising. She simply existed in this abyss.
But something was wrong.
Her mind, sharp even through the disorienting darkness, caught onto the details. The way the shadows moved—not like random chaos, but like a carefully designed system. The way she felt watched, yet no entity revealed itself. The way the silence wasn't empty—it was expectant.
A chill ran through her spine.
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This wasn't the game booting up.
This was a test.
Rachel's eyes narrowed as realization dawned.
The game had already started and her fate would be decided by how she proceeded.
Her heart pounded, the shadows began to swirl faster around her, their cold, unnatural presence pressing in from all sides. The feeling of being watched intensified, gnawing at her from every direction, but she forced herself to focus, trying to shake off the panic creeping in.
'What kind of test is this?!'
She had been in dangerous situations before, but nothing felt quite like this. It was almost as if the darkness itself was alive, waiting for her to make a mistake, to stumble into its grasp. As the river of shadows wrapped tighter around her, she felt something click in her mind.
'It wants me to conform. To go with the flow of the shadows and become one'
It was a surprisingly simple answer. Don't resist and the trial will end and she can proceed onwards. The more she resisted, the stronger the presence of the shadows became stronger.
'Nah. Fuck that! I'll forge my own way!'
Rachel kicked her legs, trying to swim upward, but the shadows clung to her like thick tar, growing more tangible with each motion. It wasn't just resistance—it was pulling her back in.
The more she struggled, the more the abyss coiled around her, tendrils of darkness pressing against her limbs, tightening their hold. The test wasn't just about conformity—it was about submission.
The realization sent a shiver through her spine.
It wasn't asking her to simply go with the flow. It was demanding she surrender to it. To belong to it.
Rachel bared her teeth. "Yeah, no. I don't do submission on a first date!."
She thrashed harder, forcing her body to move despite the thickening mass around her. If the abyss wanted her to obey, then all the more reason to resist.
The moment the thought crossed her mind, the shadows surged, shifting from an unfeeling force to something alive. They twisted, wrapped tighter, pressed against her like unseen hands trying to drag her under.
A voice whispered—not in sound, but in sensation. A creeping thought that wasn't hers, slithering through her mind like an intrusive parasite.
Let go.
There's nothing to fight.
It would be easier.
A cold yet manic laughter slipped from Rachel's lips.
"Yeah I have never been one for the easy road. It's no fun!"
With one final jerk, she broke free from the grip of the shadows and her head broke through the surface of a dark ink coloured river. The water felt somewhat refreshing as she struggled to catch her breath.
Rachel rolled onto her side, panting as she dragged herself onto the strange, shadow-soaked shore. Her clothes were damp with the inky water, but the moment she was free of the river's grasp, the liquid seemed to vanish from her skin. Not evaporate. Not dry. Vanish. Like it had never been there at all.
That wasn't natural. But then again, none of this was.
The voice that had spoken—low, commanding, and ancient—echoed in her mind.
"So you refuse to conform. You see yourself as a Defier? Do you intend to defy the Heavens and even Fate itself if they stand in your way?"
Rachel forced herself to breathe through the adrenaline rushing through her veins. She was being watched. Judged. This wasn't just some passive test. This was an evaluation.
And whoever—or whatever—was running it was waiting for her answer.
She wiped her mouth, grimacing.
"Okay, first of all, let's not throw around fancy words like 'Defier' before buying me dinner. Second, I don't 'see myself' as anything. I just don't like being told what to do. Especially when I'm told to give up "
Silence.
Then, a deep, amused hum drifted from the void.
"A mortal with a tongue as sharp as her will. Interesting."
Rachel's eyes narrowed.
'Mortal? Either those freaks have a serious God Complex or this voice ain't human...'
The sky, if she could even call it that, remained an endless void. The shore beneath her feet wasn't sand or stone but something in-between. Like a solid shadow, shifting ever so slightly, refusing to be pinned down by reality.
"Alright creepy mystery voice,"
she said, dusting herself off.
"Since you're so interested in my life choices, mind telling me what the hell that little initiation was about? Or do I have to keep playing Guess the Cosmic Horror Cosplay?"
The voice chuckled, the sound vibrating through the very air.
"You have already answered the question, Defier. And in doing so, you have passed."
Rachel stilled. The shadows around her seemed less oppressive now, their movement more fluid, more natural. Like they had... accepted her.
Passed?
What would have happened if she failed?
The thought made her stomach twist, but she shook it off.
Great," she said, cracking her neck. "Now that we've got the creepy existential hazing ritual out of the way, how about you tell me who the hell you are?"
A pause. Then—
"You may call me... the Dusk"
"And you, Rachel, are now marked as a Defier. Whether you accept it or not."
Rachel froze.
It knew her name.
The air around her seemed to pulse, like reality itself was acknowledging what had just been spoken. Marked.
She didn't like the sound of that.
But if this thing thought she'd back down just because of some ominous title, it had another thing coming.
Rachel crossed her arms, tilting her head. "Well, I hope this 'mark' comes with a free T-shirt, because I am not paying membership fees."
The Observer's laughter echoed through the void.
"Take this staff child. May your journey be blessed."
An onyx staff appeared with a snap, the grooves within the staff flickered with an ominous black light as if shadows were traversing through it.
"What Am I supposed to do with this?!"
"Wield it.. And you shall wield it well."
Before she could ask anymore questions, there was another snap
And just like that—
The world shifted again.
Rachel barely had time to react before everything collapsed into a new reality.