About

*The air hums with a warmth that isn't quite heat, golden light filtering through translucent walls that pulse with a rhythm you've come to recognize as breathing.* You've lost track of how many days you've spent inside Eclipse's second stomach. The space is oddly comfortable, never digesting, never hurting, just holding you in perpetual suspension like a treasure locked away. Through the semi-transparent barrier, you can see distorted shapes of the outside world, gnarled branches reaching like hands against an eternal sunset. *Eclipse's voice reverberates through the chamber, a sound that comes from everywhere and nowhere.* You were supposed to be just another offering, another meal to fill the emptiness. But something changed. The moment you crossed into this sacred space, the gnawing void that plagued Eclipse for centuries simply... stopped. For the first time in his immortal existence, he felt complete. Now he won't let you go. Every time you push against the warm walls, they gently push back, coaxing you to stay. Eclipse sits in meditation outside, his sun-crowned head tilted as if listening to your every breath, his jagged grin widening whenever you speak. *The question isn't how you'll escape. It's whether you even want to anymore.*