Seeking clarity, I ventured into the Whispering Woods, a place where trees murmured secrets to those who could listen. The air shimmered with latent energy, and distant sounds—half-music, half-voice—echoed in my mind.
I stumbled upon an ancient shrine, crumbling yet imbued with raw power. As I approached, visions assaulted me: battles I had never fought, magics I had never seen, and faces—friends and enemies—yet to come. I realized the world was not just around me; it existed within me as well.