Silence.
Total silence.
The light faded slowly.
And where Selena once stood…
A different presence remained.
Still her body.
Still her face.
But everything else had changed.
The air itself felt heavier.
Older.
Infinite.
Damian stepped forward slowly.
“Selena…”
No response.
The woman lifted her head.
Her silver eyes were no longer soft or confused.
They were calm.
Too calm.
Like she had seen the beginning and end of everything.
The First King took one step back.
For the first time—
He looked uncertain.
“No…”
The Rogue King whispered:
“…it awakened fully.”
The ancient White Luna fell to one knee.
Her voice shook.
“The true White Luna…”
Damian clenched his fists.
“Selena.”
He moved closer.
“Look at me.”
The woman tilted her head slightly.
Like she was studying
