Years spent buried in forbidden knowledge—truths no mortal was meant to hold.
Years where time slipped by unnoticed, like sand through dead fingers.
Years lived not as a person, but as a mind unraveling in silence—
Until she no longer realized what pieces of herself had been lost.
When she finally stepped out of the accursed library, her feet brushing the grass once more, Sarah realized the world had changed.
The Hua family she once heard of—honored and noble—had withered to a shadow of itself.
Their name, once sung with reverence, was now spoken only in whispers.
"A hundred years have passed since the Great War!"
A child's voice cracked through the silence.
"We surrendered! Why must you hunt us to the very end?!"
He stood trembling in the ruins of a village, tears streaming down his soot-streaked cheeks, shouting at soldiers from the Wood family whose blades gleamed in the sunlight.
Sarah hovered silently above the scene, her robes fluttering, eyes cold.
