A Promise to the Gods: Blessing

Marisandra Naiadia's POV

I had no idea what had happened or where I was. Everything was blank—no light, no sound, no warmth.

"You have finally arrived here, child."

"Indeed."

Two ethereal voices slipped into my ears, their tones smooth yet powerful, carrying a weight I couldn't ignore.

I frowned, gripping my fist instinctively. "Who's there?!" My voice echoed slightly, but instead of bouncing back, it was swallowed by the emptiness.

Just moments ago, I had been lying down—safe, comfortable, in my room. Then, in the blink of an eye, everything changed. Now I was standing in… something else. Somewhere else. But where?

There were no walls... No ceiling... No floor beneath my feet!

No scent... No air movement... No objects!

Nothing.

Something was very, very off.

What in the world is happening here?!--

"Hmm… I understand your concern, child, but there is no need for you to be so tense."