Chapter 1: The Rusted Map
In a forgotten corner of the world, buried under a century of ash and moss, lay a rusted bucket. The bucket wasn’t special in appearance—dented, lopsided, its wooden handle half-eaten by time. But in the village of Nirvak, ancient legends whispered that this bucket was once the container of wonders—the kind that could make time drip backward, summon long-lost memories, or bend reality into knots.
Lina, an adventurous cartographer with a knack for trouble, stumbled across the bucket while exploring a forest off the official maps. Accompanying her was a one-eyed traveler named Corbin who claimed to have seen a ghost eat the moon in the deserts of Elduar. Most dismissed Corbin as mad. Lina wasn’t so sure.
When Lina touched the bucket, a pulse surged through her veins. The sky dimmed for a heartbeat. The birds forgot their songs. A symbol appeared on the inside of the bucket—a circle wrapped in thorny flames. Corbin gasped. “Demon sign,” he muttered. “You’ve just invited them.”
Chapter 2: The Road of Echoes
The next morning, they found a road that hadn’t been there before—paved with bones, each inscribed with tiny runes. The bucket, now glowing faintly, rattled on Lina’s back like it had something to say. A low humming began, only heard when no one spoke.
They met their first ghost at dusk: a translucent child swinging from a gallows tree, laughing without sound. It pointed at the bucket and whispered, “One wonder already stolen.”
Corbin explained: “This bucket doesn’t hold water. It holds memories, curses, and wishes—stuff that has a price. Demons trade in these. You don’t use the bucket. It uses you.”
Chapter 3: Demons of the In-Between
At a marsh known as the In-Between—a place not charted on any map—they were surrounded by fog that smelled of burnt roses and cold iron. From it emerged the Demons of the In-Between. Not horns-and-tail kind, but tall and slender creatures, faces like fractured mirrors, and voices like your own regrets.
They didn’t attack. They made offers.
The First Demon offered Lina the chance to meet her long-dead brother for one minute. The Second offered Corbin the restoration of his lost eye—at the cost of forgetting his mother’s name.
The bucket vibrated violently.
Lina declined. Corbin hesitated. The demons vanished—but a piece of the road disappeared with them. The path was now a loop—they were trapped.
Chapter 4: A Town That Screams
They arrived in the town of Helmere, where every building had a mouth, and every hour the town screamed in chorus. The people had no eyes, yet they saw everything. The mayor, a ghost of an exorcist, greeted them with a warning:
“The bucket once belonged to the witch Mirea. It collects untold truths. It doesn’t stop until it knows everything.”
Each night in Helmere, the bucket showed Lina visions—some hers, some from people long dead. One showed her tied to a pyre, being burned for cartographic heresy—mapping forbidden lands.
She woke screaming. The bucket was halfway buried in her chest.
Chapter 5: The Pact of Forgetting
To leave Helmere, they had to give up one memory they both shared. Only then could the bucket stop reflecting their worst fears.
They chose to forget the day they first met.
It worked. The town fell silent. The buildings crumbled. The bucket glowed golden for a second, then black.
A message appeared on it: “Two more wonders to claim.”
Chapter 6: The Mirror World Below
They reached a lake that reflected a world upside down. Diving into it flipped gravity. Now, they walked on water, and the sky was under their feet. Here, ghosts walked freely, and demons rode in carriages of shattered logic.
In the Mirror World, time was a spiral. Lina met herself—older, crueler, corrupted by the bucket. Future-Lina warned her: “If you complete the wonders, you will become the final one.”
Corbin saw himself with no face, only voices—a traveler who had bargained too many times.
They ran.
Chapter 7: The House of Breathing Doors
Their final destination was a house with doors that inhaled and exhaled, opening only when you told a truth no one had heard before.
Lina’s truth: “I once mapped an entire city just to watch it burn.” Corbin’s: “I’ve been dead for twelve years. The eye you see is a memory.”
The doors gasped open.
Inside was the Witch Mirea—neither alive nor dead, kept in suspension by the bucket. She spoke:
“The bucket’s final wonder is sacrifice. One must pour themselves into it, so the cycle ends.”
Lina stepped forward. Corbin stopped her.
“Let me. I have lived longer than I deserved.”
Chapter 8: The Empty Bucket
Corbin poured himself into the bucket. The room shattered into ink and stars. Lina awoke in Nirvak.
The bucket lay beside her—empty, quiet.
But once a year, when the wind smells like burnt roses and forgotten names, the bucket hums.
Waiting.
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