Arc 1, Interlude

In a room emanating exquisite beauty, adorned with lavish gifts and offerings, a woman sits. Her presence exudes a divine beauty that rivals the very essence of life itself.

She gazes intently at something before her, her brows furrowed in confusion and bewilderment. It is something that defies all reason, someone that challenges the very fabric of reality. The existence of this being is inherently wrong, an impossibility that should never have come to pass. How could such a thing be possible?

As long as the others remain unaware of this anomaly, she believes she can maintain the delicate balance. As long as it remains hidden and doesn't disrupt the natural order, everything should be fine. But a lingering doubt tugs at her, whispering of potential consequences and unforeseen disruptions. What if it does interfere? Can she truly stop it? The weight of the truth settles heavily upon her, for it is a force far beyond her own existence, a power that transcends her capabilities.

As these thoughts consumed her, she couldn't help but wonder if anyone possessed the necessary capabilities to confront and challenge this unprecedented phenomenon. Doubt clouded her mind as she weighed the potential options. Only one name surfaced, a man with a history of confronting the impossible, but the memories of their past encounters left a bitter taste. She had no desire to cross paths with him again, let alone seek his assistance. The wounds of the past were too deep, for both her and the man, so his aid seemed an unattainable hope.

For now, she decided to set aside the enigma that plagued her mind, realizing the futility of taking any action against it. Accepting its existence as an unchangeable reality, she turned her attention back to the world that belonged to her and her alone. With plans already in motion, she remained resolute, firm in her conviction that nothing, not even that unfathomable entity, could impede her progress. With unwavering determination, she embraced her identity as Sarandel, the goddess of Aetheria, and her will was indomitable. No hero, no villain, no angel, no demon, no god, no devil could impede her purpose. She would abide by his wish, for it was the sole reason for her existence.