Shadows of the Infernal

Previously

…He picked up the artifact, its coolness seeping into his palm. He could almost feel a faint vibration, a low hum that resonated deep within his bones. It was a dangerous game he was playing, a dance on the edge of a precipice. But he couldn’t stop. The whispers in the library, the fragmented legends, the unnerving silence of the artifact itself – they all called to him, a siren song of forbidden knowledge. He was no longer just a curious student; he was a detective of the infernal, and his investigation had only just begun. The shadows were deepening, and Ethan, with his growing obsession, was stepping further into their embrace.