Intrigued, she offered him a deal: reach the heart of the labyrinth without using a single wish, and she would grant him the power to leave the game forever—truly leave, not just log out. He accepted.
“You don’t wish for anything,” she said. “Why play?”
Ren stepped forward. “Then I’ll stay.”
Ren shrugged. “Because losing feels the same as winning.”
Ren looked at her—this creature of rage and sorrow, tricked and trapped by mortals who feared her. “If I free you,” he said slowly, “will you eat souls?”
