Abbadon & The Seer Of Secrets

The eldest daughter of House Obsidian remained a mystery, a fact that gnawed at Alexa's consciousness, though she kept her expression calm. Finally, her gaze turned to Seraphina.

And this time—there was no knowledge.

Only... void. But not empty.

A galaxy lay within her. Endless starlight swirling in chaotic patterns, yet woven with sorrow, anger, longing—and a promise. A grudge so ancient, so deep, it whispered across countless lifetimes.

Alexa whispered, her voice echoing with layers of divine resonance. "Seraphina..."

The name felt heavy, yet familiar. And now, she understood. The visions... they had been true. The ancient grudge was returning.

With a slow breath, Alexa lowered herself, her feet touching the ground without a sound. The energy around her dimmed but did not fade entirely, the golden pulses continuing, slower but constant, as though reality itself acknowledged her presence.