One night, after a long and exhausting day, the three children walked back through the ruins of an old building.
The crumbling walls were covered in scratches, and debris had fallen across the floor.
Darkness enveloped everything, yet their eyes gradually adjusted to the faint light of the moon.
Kimh led the way, his sharp gaze scanning the surroundings with caution.
Nunna walked beside him, one hand gripping Kongphop's tightly.
Kongphop tilted his head, staring at the ceiling of the ruins, his eyes wide with fear, yet filled with curiosity.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through, sending chunks of debris crashing to the floor.
And a strange, dark shadow appeared on the wall, as if someone was standing behind them.
But when they turned… no one was there.
"You… you saw it too, right…?" Kongphop asked, his voice trembling.
Kimh nodded. "Yes… something is watching us."
Nunna bit her lip, shivering slightly, yet feeling as if some power was calling them forth.
Their heartbeats began to synchronize with a sound…
a whispering that echoed through the ruins.
"Seek… seek… seek…"
The three children froze. The voice made them unable to move.
Deep within, they knew… this was not a dream or imagination.
It was the first sign of the destiny hidden within their blood…