In the depths of infinite space, there existed a passageway—suspended between galaxies—a corridor of shifting light, its walls flowing like liquid with every step. Here, amidst endless reflections, lived a sorceress—majestic, enigmatic, her skin glowing like the surface of a dormant star, and her eyes holding entire galaxies within them.
She was the guardian of this passage. No traveler could pass without purpose. Those who arrived faced a trial that challenged their very mind—an endless illusion, a ceaseless repetition of the self, or perhaps a moment in which they had to grasp the ultimate truth of existence.
Some fell to their knees, others vanished within the labyrinth of light. But those who discovered the secret of passage were never the same again—for the sorceress had altered something beyond their mere form…
