As twilight descended over the compound, Dabi stole away from the communal lodgings once more. In the quiet corridors lit only by the soft glow of lamps, he found a small, secluded alcove behind a heavy wooden door.
Here, he sat on a simple cot, unburdening himself of the day's exhaustion and turning inward. The weight of responsibility settled on his shoulders as he sank into the stillness, his thoughts echoing in the silence. The mysterious call returned, its voice soft and insistent, weaving through his consciousness like a thread of destiny.
Dabi… prepare. A massage comes to his mind- "The path to ascension lies hidden beyond the veil of the known. Gather the fragments, forge the gate—and in doing so, unlock the power that awaits you."
