David's body trembled under the immense weight of the being's aura, every breath a struggle. His vision blurred, streaks of blood flowing from his eyes, and his bones creaked as if they were on the verge of cracking beneath the unrelenting pressure. The chains that bound the being rattled, sending ripples through the water around them. Its voice was a deep, resonant rumble that made the world itself seem to quiver.
"Who are you?" the being demanded again, its tone laced with irritation and confusion.
This entity, chained and bound for what felt like an eternity, had encountered David—or rather, the one who housed David's body—countless times. Each time, the laws of the world had shifted, twisted, and reversed without rhyme or reason, extending its imprisonment indefinitely. The being had long lost count of the years, and now, here stood a new and enigmatic soul within the vessel. This was no ordinary encounter, and it was uncertain what to make of this unfamiliar presence.
