Mohammad Isa Sa'id: adjusts mask remember the swing? the creek? those days.
smiles nostalgically yeah, I remember.
The world's changed so much since then. We've both evolved, haven't we?
Yeah, we have... How did you end up here though? In this place.
It's a long story, my friend. But if you really want to know, I'll tell you everything.
It all started when I was just a young boy, not much older than you were back then.
I was always fascinated by art and painting. It was my escape, my way of expressing myself.
That's how you became an artist?
Not quite. It wasn't easy, my friend. My journey was fraught with challenges and sacrifices.
What do you mean by that?
I had to work tirelessly, honing my skills, studying the masters, and pushing myself beyond my limits.
You became a famous painter.
Yes, I did. But with fame comes its own set of challenges. The pressure to constantly create, the expectations of others, and the loneliness of being constantly in the spotlight.
But I never let those pressures define me. I stayed true to my passion for art and used it as a means to connect with others, to share my vision and emotions.
That's how you're able to express yourself through your paintings.
Exactly. Each stroke of the brush, each color that I mix, is a piece of my soul laid bare on the canvas. It's my way of speaking to the world, of saying something that transcends words.
Then I'm sure you've felt empty at times.
Mohammad Isa Sa'id reveals a deep secret: he made a pact with the devil in order to achieve his artistic success, paying a heavy price along the way.
looks down, fidgeting with his fingers It's...it's complicated.
takes a deep breath The thing is, I made a deal with the devil. I wanted to be the greatest artist, to create masterpieces that would be remembered for centuries.
Wait, what? Why would you do that?
leans in closer, his voice barely above a whisper To achieve greatness, you have to make sacrifices.
pauses, looking conflicted I sacrificed my soul. My humanity. I gave it all up for the sake of my art.
nods solemnly Yes, I am. But I won't let that define me anymore. I want to break free from the devil's grasp and reclaim my soul.
It's good that you realize that.
stands up, determination in his eyes I can't do this alone. I need your help, MyheroPoints. Together, we can find a way to break this curse and restore my soul.
Thank you, MyheroPoints. I knew I could count on you. places a hand on his shoulder
they avert their gaze to the dark hallway
puts a hand on MyheroPoints' arm Before we go any further, there's something you need to know.
pauses, searching for the right words I...I can't see in the dark. My vision is impaired.
Not entirely, but my sight is limited. It's one of the consequences of my deal with the devil. I rely heavily on my other senses and intuition.
So how do we get past this?
We'll have to rely on your keen observation skills and intuition, MyheroPoints. You'll have to guide me through the darkness, using your senses to navigate and find a way out.
takes a deep breath and steps into the dark hallway, his face showing determination Lead the way, MyheroPoints. We won't let the darkness consume us.