In the depths of forgotten time, a curse was born from betrayal, dark as the void between stars. It binds not just flesh, but soul, a shadow that devours hope. Those touched by its grip feel their hearts slow, their breath chill, as ancient whispers fill their minds. Death is no release—only an endless fall into darkness. The curse waits, eternal and patient, claiming all who dare defy its power. In the end, none escape. The cursed are doomed to wander, lost between worlds, consumed by the void from which the curse first crawled.