As the vision of the first king faded away, leaving Lysandra standing once more in the quiet chamber of her mind, she felt a sense of awe and reverence wash over her. The weight of the king's words lingered in the air, filling her with a newfound determination to embrace her destiny.
Trembling slightly, Lysandra turned her attention to the quest card in her hand. It pulsated with a soft, otherworldly glow, its surface adorned with intricate symbols that seemed to dance in the moonlight.
With trembling fingers, Lysandra traced the contours of the card, feeling a surge of energy course through her as she made contact with its surface. It was as if the card itself held the key to unlocking the mysteries of her legacy, beckoning her to embark on a journey of discovery and self-discovery.
Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, Lysandra focused her thoughts on the quest card, willing it to reveal its secrets to her. In response, the symbols on the card began to shimmer and shift, rearranging themselves into a coherent message that only she could understand.
The words appeared before her, glowing softly in the darkness of her mind:
"Seek the lost relic of the shattered moon,
In the heart of the forest, beneath the ancient oak.
There you shall find the key to unlocking your destiny,
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And claiming the power that is rightfully yours."
Lysandra's heart quickened with excitement as she read the words, realising that her quest had only just begun. With a newfound sense of purpose, she tucked the quest card safely away, knowing that it would guide her on her journey to uncover the secrets of her legacy and fulfil her destiny as the bearer of the first king's legacy.
“Oh one more thing before you leave. Every time you want to see your status you don’t have to say legacy just picture it in your mind and it will appear” the voice told Lysandra
"Wait, so I don't have to speak it, just think about it?" Lysandra's eyes widened with surprise, a glimmer of excitement dancing in their sapphire depths.
"Yes," confirmed the voice, echoing softly in Lysandra's mind. "Simply focus your thoughts on your legacy, and the information you seek will manifest before you. It is a gift bestowed upon you to aid you on your journey, a silent companion guiding you along the path of your”
Giddy with the information that Lysandra had just been told, she could feel the edges of consciousness tugging at her. Suddenly, a thought struck her like a bolt of lightning. 'Wait, what do I call you?' she shouted, her voice echoing in the dreamlike space. 'I can't just call you 'legacy' every time we meet, if we meet again.
The voice chuckled softly, a warm resonance filling the air. "Then you choose a name for me” it replied, sounding genuinely surprised by the question.
“How about Gracie then?” Lysandra responded
“That’s perfect call me Gracie” the voice seem happy with the name “thank you Lysandra”
Just then a sharp pain ran into Lysandra's body waking her