VOID STEP

Your village has always feared the forest. They whisper about monsters that steal your memories one by one, about people who walked into the trees and never came back. But you can’t stop staring at the horizon. Something pulls you forward. The road is calling, and it doesn’t care if you’re afraid.

So you walk. Past the last houses, past the warnings of the elder and the sad eyes of your friend. Deep in the woods, you meet ghosts — those who got stuck between life and death, neither alive nor gone. They tell you about the creatures that hunt at night, about the silence that eats your name. And then you meet the monsters. They don’t chase you. They whisper. They promise rest. They wear the faces of people you loved.

At the end of the road is the abyss — a crack in the world where the ground just stops. Your father stood here once. He never came back. Now it’s your turn. You can stay on the edge forever, becoming another ghost in the forest. Or you can take the final step. Jump into the void. No one knows what happens next. But maybe — just maybe — falling is still moving. And life is a road, even when it ends.