You were not summoned.
You were not chosen.
You arrived.
That is enough.
There are roads that lead outward.
Most spend their lives walking them.
Toward noise.
Toward approval.
Toward distraction.
Toward comfort.
There is another road.
Few notice it.
Fewer take it.
It leads inward.
At its beginning stands a gate.
Beyond it lies nothing that can be owned.
No wealth.
No status.
No victory.
No applause.
Only questions.
Only silence.
Only the parts of yourself you left behind.
Some encounter this darkness and retreat.
Some deny it exists.
Some spend their lives fleeing it.
A rare few enter willingly.
Not because they are fearless.
But because they are tired of being ruled.
This is ANDHKAAR.
The gate is open.
The cost is certainty.
The darkness outside cannot rule you.
The darkness within can.
Comfort is a beautiful prison.
Most never notice the bars.
The next entry will not appear here.