The Hollowing and the Becoming.

To be a Shadow Witch is to die before you die. It is to be hollowed out by your own hands, to carve away everything false, weak, and borrowed until nothing remains but the raw, unshaken core of your being. The path is not for those who seek comfort, nor for those who desire power without sacrifice. It is for those who have stood in the wreckage of their own soul and refused to look away.

A true Shadow Witch is forged, not chosen. They do not declare themselves; they are tested—by pain, by loss, by the unbearable weight of knowing too much. And only those who endure without breaking, who face their darkness without flinching, who bleed without resentment—only they earn the right to call themselves by that name.

This is not a path of indulgence. It is a path of annihilation and refinement. If you are not willing to die and rise as something unrecognizable, then leave now. This is not for you.