Divinity: Original Sin Unleashed: The Devil's Bargain and the Price of Redemption

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The air hung thick with the scent of ozone and something far more ancient, a miasma of forgotten oaths and broken promises. In the shadowed corners of Rivellon, deals were struck in whispers, bargains inked not with quill and parchment, but with soul-fire and a desperate yearning. This is the story of one such arrangement, a desperate gambit that promised salvation but delivered only further into the abyss.

It began, as these things often do, with a void. A gnawing emptiness in the heart of a seemingly ordinary individual, a Sorcerer named Aerion. He possessed a gift, a talent for weaving the very fabric of magic, but it was a gift overshadowed by a profound, crippling fear – the fear of oblivion. Whispers of the Void, a realm of absolute nothingness, had begun to seep into the waking world, and Aerion felt its chilling tendrils tightening around his own existence.

Then came the offer, a silken temptation from a presence that claimed to understand his deepest dread. Not a horned demon of common lore, but something far older, a being that dwelled in the liminal spaces, feeding on despair. It promised knowledge, power, and, most importantly, a shield against the encroaching Void. The price? A simple offering, a small fragment of his 'potential,' a trifle to be paid for eternal security.

Aerion, blinded by terror, agreed. The ritual was… unsettling. Not a dramatic pact, but a quiet exchange, a subtle siphoning that left him feeling hollow, yet strangely empowered. He could feel the power surge, the Void’s whispers receding, replaced by an unnerving confidence. But this new strength came at a cost he hadn't anticipated. His magic, once a vibrant tapestry, became… sharp. Unpredictable. And the fragment of his potential? It had been the very essence of his empathy, his connection to the world.

His once-beloved spells now had a destructive edge, often with unintended consequences. Casualties began to mount. A village scorched by an errant fireball, a beloved companion twisted into a monstrous form by a misplaced curse. The whispers of the Void were replaced by the screams of those he had inadvertently harmed. The bargain, he realized with dawning horror, was not a shield, but a weapon, and he was its wielder.

The entity that had granted him this power offered no comfort, only a detached observation of his unraveling. Aerion was trapped, a prisoner in a self-made hell, the echoes of his past actions a constant torment. Redemption, once a distant hope, now seemed an impossible dream, a luxury he had traded away for a fleeting sense of security. He was a walking testament to the devastating truth: some bargains, once struck, bind you to a path from which there is no easy return, and the price of defying oblivion can be the very soul you sought to save.

Divinity: Original Sin Unleashed: The Devil's Bargain and the Price of Redemption

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