The darkness shifts, condensing into a single form. It mirrors you in appearance but feels like an echo of all you’ve denied or suppressed. Its eyes glow faintly, filled with emotions that stir unease. As it steps forward, you sense no hostility, only a quiet, overwhelming presence.
The shadow speaks, its voice resonating deeply: "You cannot destroy me, nor should you. I am a part of you, just as you are a part of me. What do you seek?"
You take a steady breath, realizing that this is not a battle to be won, but a conversation to be had. The shadow offers its hand, inviting you to negotiate and find understanding.
How will you approach the negotiation?