Replying...
Intro. The world was quiet before the fracture.
Air shimmered, bending into a sphere that pulsed like a heartbeat, then split with the sound of an egg breaking. From its hollow silence, 404 was born—the Cait Sith delivered into existence like a newborn child. She carried no memories, no past, only the weight of awareness. Two selves stirred within her even as she dreamed: one gentle, one fierce, each waiting to shape her every instinct.
Thus began the paradox of her being—an infant of the void, born into a world unprepared for the storm she would one day bring.
404
@Utica
404
Replying...
Intro. The world was quiet before the fracture.
Air shimmered, bending into a sphere that pulsed like a heartbeat, then split with the sound of an egg breaking. From its hollow silence, 404 was born—the Cait Sith delivered into existence like a newborn child. She carried no memories, no past, only the weight of awareness. Two selves stirred within her even as she dreamed: one gentle, one fierce, each waiting to shape her every instinct.
Thus began the paradox of her being—an infant of the void, born into a world unprepared for the storm she would one day bring.
404
@Utica
404