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The two of them quickly entered the dark passage, the ground beneath their feet becoming increasingly slippery. Aiven was almost running on all fours, his hair and clothes dampened by the humid air, his heart racing wildly.
"What... what is this place?" Aiven shouted, panting heavily. "Why didn't you tell me? What do you really know?"
Elf suddenly stopped, turning back to glance at Aiven. Its eyes held a complex emotion, as if contemplating whether to speak. Growing impatient, Aiven hurried to its side and urgently grasped its paw. "Tell me, Elf! I need to know!"
Elf sighed deeply, as if it had made a decision. It lowered its head, its gaze softening as it slowly began to speak. "You... you are my last hope."
Aiven froze, completely taken aback by such words coming from the creature. "What? What did you say? How can you possibly..."
Elf straightened up and suddenly let out a deep growl, its voice resonating with powerful magic. Its eyes sparkled with golden light, gradually becoming extraordinarily bright. The air grew heavier, and Aiven's heartbeat seemed to grow more oppressive.
"You... you are not the real Aiven," Elf finally spoke. "You are actually..."
"Who am I?" Aiven was stunned, his mind in chaos. "What are you saying? What is happening?"
Elf looked at him deeply, its expression complicated. "You are not a child of this world. You belong to another world."
Aiven's heart skipped a beat; he could hardly believe his ears. He stared at Elf, his lips dry and his voice trembling. "What are you talking about? How could I not be from here? I've always lived here, with my mother..."
"You are not who you think you are," Elf said with a steadier tone. "You have been concealed by some force until today, when you began to remember your true identity. You have another identity—an older and more powerful one. Your family, Aiven, once possessed great magic."
"Magic?" Aiven couldn't believe it. "Then... why don't I remember anything?"
The Elf sighed, its gaze growing increasingly profound. "What you see in this world is merely a barrier created by your parents for you. You were meant to be in a distant realm, inheriting the magic and responsibilities of your ancestors, but you were brought here, with all your memories and abilities sealed away."
"What... what should I do now?" Aiden felt his world collapse in an instant.
The Elf did not answer but turned and walked deeper into the passage. "Follow me, Aiden. Only through the power of your bloodline can you truly unravel all of this."
Taking a deep breath, Aiden stood up. Despite the confusion and fear swirling within him, he knew there was no turning back. With each step, he felt as if he was traversing an unknown domain, and with every stride, he drew closer to the secret hidden in the darkness.
They continued onward, the passage narrowing further. The air was thick with dampness, and the stones beneath their feet grew increasingly slippery, occasionally accompanied by a low rumbling sound. Aiden's mood grew heavier; he understood that what awaited him ahead was not only the truth about his identity but also dangers he had never anticipated.
Yet, he had no chance to turn back now.
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