The night was heavy with silence.
Amara pressed trembling hands against her glowing eyes. The starlit flecks swirled restlessly, but no matter how hard she focused—nothing happened.
Light, move.Show me something. Anything.
She tried to fire beams, to zoom her sight, to unlock hidden data in the very air.But her eyes only shimmered softly, like caged galaxies mocking her struggle.
Frustration gnawed at her. What good is a gift that never wakes?
With a weary sigh, she slipped into bed. The faint hum of the lab cradled her toward sleep.
And then—
Her body stilled.Her spirit rose.
A radiant galaxy unfurled, untethered from flesh and bone.
She drifted upward, weightless, shimmering like a star in motion.Titanium walls, graphene seals—mere illusions. She passed through them as if they did not exist.
Into Kai's workspace she glided. Empty… yet alive. Lines of code shimmered in the air, invisible to human sight, but clear to her. Algorithms unfolded like blooming flowers. So this… is how he thinks.
Her awareness sharpened. Intuition deepened.
She floated into Elena's quarters. Peaceful, calm. Elena's face, softened in sleep, made warmth surge through Amara's chest. A love—not romantic, but fierce, grounding, eternal—wrapped around her soul.
Then, Tian.
Amara hovered at the edge of his room. His hands trembled over a frozen hologram: the small image of a girl. His lips moved, whispering a vow into the darkness.
Her chest tightened.His daughter… his grief… his promise.She felt it as though it were carved into her own heart.
Curiosity burned.
Amara surged beyond the walls.
Through the fortress core, through locked doors, past layers of shielding meant to hold back the world—she slipped free.
Darkness greeted her. Not emptiness, but infinity.
The world opened.
Matter sang.Energy hummed.Every root pulsed with secret life.Water coursed beneath the ground, veins of the earth.Minerals shimmered, bound to cosmic truths she could now sense.
She didn't just see.She understood.
A living web. A map of existence. Awareness so vast it made her shiver.
This is my gift.
Not fire. Not lightning. Not strength.
Something greater.
Perfect awareness.
She could guide them. Protect them. Lead them through shadow into light.
Her spirit slowly sank back, sliding into flesh. Fingers twitched. Breath returned. Eyes opened—starlit, alive, unafraid.
Clarity filled her chest.Purpose burned in her heart.
The relic had given her more than power.It had given her vision.
Humanity had found its star.
And Amara—She was ready to lead them…into places no dawn had ever touched.