Kimberly felt weightless.
She was floating, yet her feet touched solid ground. A strange glow surrounded her, flickering like flames yet cold as ice.
The world around her was ancient massive stone pillars, covered in glowing symbols, stretched into the endless sky.
The air was thick with whispers, voices speaking in a language she had never heard before, yet somehow…
She understood every word.
"Daughter of the forgotten bloodline, the time has come."
Kimberly turned, searching for the source of the voice.
The shadows shifted, and from them emerged figures draped in long robes, their faces hidden beneath deep hoods.
They stood in a circle, their voices merging into one as they spoke.
"Your path has been set. Your powers awaken. But power without control is destruction."
Kimberly's breath hitched.
"I… I don't understand," she whispered, stepping forward. "What am I supposed to do?"
