Her Growth: Lost and Found

Something felt off. The shadows and whispers—she was used to those. But now, they had changed. They had become something more.



The eye in Hanra’s shadow was proof enough. The way the world darkened at random, another sign. And the whispers, clearer than ever, were a confirmation.



I knew I was different. But I never wanted to be the object of affection of whatever this thing was.



[Welcome to the Game]



"Okay, well… this better be fun. And if I’m stuck in this mess, I might as well get myself a pet dragon."