She was Su Yiran!
Dressed in a simple sea-blue robe that covered delicately to her graceful frame, her sapphire eyes shook with nervousness and barely-contained panic.
In her trembling hand, a jade bracelet, once filled with soft green light, now cracked and crumbling into dust.
Su Yiran stared at it, her heart sinking.
"The... the talisman..."
The bracelet, gifted by Goddess Xue, the one thing shielding her from the immortal swords that hunted her, had shattered the moment she crossed the Nebula Gate.
Its fragments drifted away like broken dreams.
"It worked..."
Su Yiran breathed shakily, clutching the loose sleeves of her robe tighter around her slender arms.
"I made it through... alive... but..."
She looked around, wild grasses taller than men. Rocks glimmering with faint claw marks. Distant howls echoing through the mist.
No sign of a 'key.'
No shrine.
No artifact.
No promised savior.
Just the endless alien wilderness.
