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"They fear our awakening of true power." Selene clenched her fists, the patterns of the Reverse Moon glowing brilliantly in the realm of consciousness. "That is why they will stop at nothing to hinder us." Before her words could fade, the corridor of memories suddenly shook violently, and countless black tendrils emerged from the cracks, dragging the two deeper into darkness.
In that darkness, Selene saw her most terrifying vision—Ronan lying in a pool of blood, her Reverse Moon Blade piercing his heart. "This isn't real!" she screamed, struggling against the tight grip of the black tendrils. Ronan's voice echoed from the void, "Don't believe the illusions! Hold my hand!" A warm light pierced through the darkness as Selene grasped Ronan's outstretched hand. The Wolf King mark and the Reverse Moon patterns intertwined to form chains that shattered all illusions. As they burst out of the memory corridor, their bodies in reality convulsed violently on the altar, Elder Grayclaw and the tribe members anxiously surrounding them.
"We must find a way to break the curse quickly," Ronan said immediately upon waking. "The Moon Temple will not rest; next time they attack, they will come with even more terrifying weapons." Selene nodded; her Reverse Moon patterns had turned deep purple, a sign that the curse was on the verge of spiraling out of control. Meanwhile, deep within the Moon Temple, the High Priest watched their images in a crystal ball, revealing a sinister smile.
On a night when the blood moon hung high in the sky, Selene and Ronan embarked on their journey to find a way to lift the curse. According to ancient texts, deep within the Eternal Night Mountains lay a forgotten altar dedicated to the Moon Goddess, which might hold the secret to reversing the Reverse Moon curse. Along their way, they encountered a pack of mutated wolves controlled by the Moon Temple. These wolves had twisted bodies, black energy swirling beneath their fur; wherever their claws struck, rocks corroded instantly. Ronan swung his Wolf King blade, flames igniting along its edge to repel the approaching mutated wolves; Selene used her Reverse Moon power to freeze their movements. They fought in perfect harmony but gradually began to tire.
"This won't work!" Selene gasped as her Reverse Moon patterns grew increasingly heated during battle. Suddenly, Ronan grasped her hand and overlapped his Wolf King mark with her Reverse Moon patterns. "Let's try merging our powers!" In an instant of brilliant light, the mutated wolves howled in agony as black energy was forcibly extracted from their bodies and dissipated into the air.
When they finally reached the altar dedicated to the Moon Goddess, they found it already consumed by darkness. The statue at its center had hollow eyes and held not a silver moon symbolizing light but a black moon radiating an evil aura. Selene's Reverse Moon patterns lit up uncontrollably, resonating with the black moon as her consciousness was once again pulled into deep memories.
This time, she witnessed Ronan's mother in her final moments. To protect young Ronan, she faced off against pursuers from the Moon Temple alone and fought desperately against the High Priest at this very altar. "Remember, the power of the Twin-Born Wolf Kings requires sacrifice." As she infused her Reverse Moon power into Ronan's body before her death, she added, "But true strength lies in learning to balance light and shadow..."
The altar trembled suddenly as the black moon shattered into countless fragments, forming a massive trial gate. "Step inside," Ronan urged as he tightened his grip on Selene's hand. "Whatever lies within, we will face it together." The world beyond the gate was a blood-red wasteland; their reflections twisted and distorted in pools of blood as if foreshadowing a cruel choice that awaited them.
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