The moment Kara closed her eyes, the darkness of sleep did not greet her.
Instead, the world tore open.
She stood at the centre of a great void, where time had no meaning and the air shimmered with raw power. Stars stretched endlessly above her, forming constellations she did not recognise, their silver glow casting unfamiliar shadows.
Then, before her, it appeared.
A massive book, floating in the void.
Its pages were not made of paper but of something alive—threads of light woven together, shifting and glowing as they rearranged themselves. The cover bore no title, only an ancient symbol that pulsed like a beating heart.
Kara stepped forward.
Her fingers hovered over the pages.
And then—
The Book of Destiny opened.
A Paradise Lost
The first image exploded before her.
A land un
