🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

The Black Knight tilts his head in confusion for a moment before moving on to the next action – he tightly embraces Asmidul with his armored arms... breaking all his bones in the process. The remains of the young man lie near the door of his own home...

He wakes up in the morning in the same place where he supposedly met his end, but fortunately, he is whole and unharmed, as if it had all been just a dream.

A bright light suddenly dispels the impenetrable fog: it is the first ray of the rising sun that falls on the face of the southerner. The vague outlines of his familiar home gradually emerge from the darkness. Through the torn curtain, probably from the fall, the morning light streams in. Pulling himself away from the cold wall, the young man instinctively coughs, but no expected death throes are heard from the depths of his chest. Clearing his throat, he stretches and allows himself a cautious, deep breath. The stale air flows into his lungs like a life-giving stream, pushing back the deceptive expectations of his own consciousness.
Somehow regaining his breath, the young man reaches out with his hand to find his glasses. Carefully checking the frame, he is relieved to find that they are not damaged, and, putting them on his nose, he looks around. The apartment is deathly silent, only occasionally disturbed by the hum of city life outside the window. Getting to his feet, the student glances out the window, but sees only an ordinary day in the capital. Still not fully aware of the reality around him, he walks around his room, checks the door lock for signs of a break-in, and the floor for traces of heavy boots.