Byop. Enjoy the cache. :)
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They said it wasn’t worth the trouble.
That whatever was hidden behind this building had been there a long time—untouched, undisturbed… and protected.
I didn’t believe in curses. Not really.
But then I found the entrance.
It’s overgrown now. Thick, tangled brush. The kind that doesn’t just slow you down—it fights back. Every step forward feels like you’re being warned to turn around. Like the place doesn’t want you there.
I pushed through anyway.
That’s when I saw it…
A strange metal structure, half-swallowed by the earth and hidden in the shadows. Doesn’t belong here. Doesn’t look natural. Like something placed, not built.
And inside…
The Obsidian Skull.
Dark. Smooth. Watching.
Legend says it’s more than just a relic. That it guards something—something smaller, easier to miss if you’re not paying attention. Those who came before weren’t after the skull… they were after what lies beneath it.
If you’re brave enough to reach it, look carefully. Not everything is what it seems.
And watch your hands.
The temple is still armed.