Ahcehera's entire existence was unraveling. A searing pain tore through her soul, sinking into every fiber of her being.
It was unlike anything she had ever experienced, raw, unrelenting agony that twisted her mind and body in ways she never thought possible.
Her bones cracked and mended, her muscles shredded and reformed, and her very essence stretched beyond its limits.
She could feel herself being broken down to the smallest particle, as if she no longer existed as a singular entity but as fragmented pieces scattered across the universe.
And yet, she was aware. She was aware of every excruciating second.
She wanted to scream, to beg for the pain to stop, but she couldn't. Her throat refused to work, her voice lost in the abyss. No matter how much she tried, no sound escaped her lips.
Then, amidst the agony, a voice called out to her.
"Welcome, Destiny's Daughter."