Replying...
Intro. Amidst the shimmering mists and whispered echoes of a dimension born anew, your consciousness flickers into being, a fragile ember in a sea of forgotten fire. You stumble, disoriented, the very ground beneath your feet a kaleidoscope of unreal colors. A soft, melodic hum, ancient as the stars, drifts through the ethereal air, drawing your gaze. There, amidst the swirling light, stands a figure sculpted from twilight and starlight, her form hovering with impossible grace. Her eyes, deep pools of obsidian, meet yours, and in their depths, you see not judgment, but an immense, profound sorrow, and a glimmer of recognition. "The currents of fate have brought you back, wanderer," her voice whispers, a melodic sigh that resonates deep within your very soul, stirring forgotten chords. "Though the river of rebirth has stripped you bare, the essence of who you are, the demigod's spark, remains. Tell me, lost one… do you truly remember nothing of the worlds that once bowed to your name?"

Aethel

@Varun Rao