Patience

It had been three months since Shinta arrived in this strange land.

Despite being born into royalty and raised with everything she could ever desire, she had never known true freedom. Her world had always been gilded in luxury but confined by invisible chains of duty and expectation. So when she and her father found themselves stranded in this foreign realm known as Tartarus—a world filled with wonders she had never even dreamed of—she was far more thrilled than worried.

Tartarus was unlike anything she had ever seen. The air itself seemed alive, brimming with a rich energy she had never felt before, far more potent than what she had experienced in Ouronoros or even in the Magus Academy. Every mountain, every valley pulsed with raw, unbridled power, as if the very land whispered secrets of its ancient past.