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Elara stood there for a moment even after the stranger had spoken, his words still echoing strangely in her mind.

The world is not safe.

She frowned slightly as she walked away from the path, her small boots brushing through the grass.

In her world, those words did not make sense.

To Elara, the world had always been kind. The sun warmed the fields, flowers bloomed without asking for anything in return, and the wind carried the sweet scent of earth after rain. How could such a world be dangerous?

She tried to convince herself that the stranger was wrong.

Perhaps he was simply strange… or maybe he liked frightening people for his own amusement.

Yes, that had to be it.

And yet… something about his voice lingered in her thoughts. Something cold. Something serious.

But Elara was still a child, and children often push away the things they do not wish to understand.

So she shook her head softly and chose not to think about it anymore.

In her heart, the world was still full of love — a place where kindness lived in every corner and where darkness belonged only in stories meant to scare children before bedtime.

She did not want to believe otherwise.

What Elara did not know… what she could not yet see… was that the world she believed in was only the surface of something far deeper.

And somewhere within the shadows of that unseen world, fate had already begun to move quietly toward her.

Waiting.

Watching.

Because the night had plans for Elara Bloodwyn — plans far darker than the innocent girl wandering through the hills could ever imagine.

From the shadows, unseen eyes followed the small figure as she walked away.

The girl looked so young… too young to carry the strange pull that surrounded her. Her steps were light, almost carefree, as if the world had never shown her cruelty.

Yet something about her presence felt… wrong.

Or perhaps too right.

A quiet voice stirred within the darkness.

Why does she feel so familiar?

There was no memory to hold onto, no name carved into the past that could explain it. And yet, the moment those innocent eyes had met his, something ancient had shifted — like a forgotten echo awakening after centuries of silence.

It was absurd.

And yet the feeling refused to fade.

The connection felt too real… too deep… as though their paths had crossed long before this moment. As though somewhere in a life long buried by time, they had once stood side by side.

He watched her disappearing figure carefully.

The wind moved gently through her hair, and for a brief second, the fading light touched her face.

And there it was again.

That strange familiarity.

A ghost of recognition without a memory.

A presence that stirred something he had not felt in centuries.

The thought lingered like a whisper in the dark.

Have we met before…?

But such things were impossible.

And yet, as the shadows deepened and the forest grew silent once more, the feeling remained — stubborn, haunting, and strangely inevitable.

As if fate itself had just taken its first quiet step.

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