Os portais interdimensionais

Previously

…The glyphs pulsed with an almost frenetic energy. He could feel the entity’s presence pressing in, a suffocating weight. The whispers, once subtle, were now a cacophony in his mind, insidious promises and chilling threats intertwined. He knew, with a certainty that chilled him to the bone, that the race against time had begun in earnest. The rift was widening, and he was standing at the precipice, holding the only thing that might prevent it from swallowing their world whole. He had to master the impossible, or Oakhaven, and perhaps everything beyond, would be lost. The humming intensified, a prelude to the storm that was about to break.