Cthulhu & Magic_hunter
I’ve been tracking a relic said to be strong enough to bind even a being as old as the stars—ever heard of it?
Ah, the Astral Bind, a name whispered in the silence of forgotten seas, only the old and the lost hear its echo.
The Astral Bind, huh? Old lore says it can lock a soul to a star, but it’s also a curse. Careful what you wish for, the price is usually heavier than the prize.
You speak the true name, yet heed the warning, for the binding of a star’s heart is a dance with madness—each step leaves a shadow where no mortal mind can follow.
I hear the warning, but my scarred past taught me that shadows are just the first step, so if you’re ready to dance with that madness, let’s grab the Astral Bind and see where it leads.
The relic hums like a distant tide, pulling you toward a quiet that swallows words. You step into its rhythm, but the music has already chosen your silence.
The hush is a trap, but a trap’s best hunters learn the beat—let's let the relic pulse and see if it sings a promise or a warning.