The flames gradually dimmed, and Emmy and Lalin's forms solidified in the other world.
Amid the drifting mist, their eyes fell upon an elderly man standing calmly near a towering archway.
"Welcome, both of you," a raspy yet powerful voice echoed. The Gatekeeper of the Door gave a slight nod.
His movements were slow, deliberate, yet radiated authority.
"I have awaited those who carry the flame of the heart for a long time."
Suddenly, the mist brightened, and a radiant golden light revealed a tall, elegant woman.
Her silver hair swirled like rolling fog, floating around her like ethereal clouds.
"I am… the Goddess of the Three Mists," she spoke, her voice soft as morning wind.
"You both bear the power of two worlds. I see hearts that will not fade, and souls that are intertwined."
Emmy and Lalin exchanged glances.
Their hearts raced — a mixture of excitement and apprehension.
"What… must we do now?" Emmy asked.
The Gatekeeper nodded.
"Every step from here is a trial. Every choice will shape the fate of the Three Mists and your own world."
The Goddess smiled faintly.
Her light enveloped the two girls.
"Step forward with courage, and never forget the hearts that beat as one."