Within the Sacred Dimension, inside a golden universe bathed in soft eternal light…
Celeste stood on a floating platform, overlooking a vast city of silver spires and gardens that shimmered with star flecks — the heart of the Astral Human Clan's new home.
She had come to check on them, as she did every now and then. And even though, there was no threat to them... she was technically still their ancestor after all.
Mika Astral, the Matriarch, stood before her with graceful poise.
Her long silver hair flowed behind her, and her eyes held the quiet wisdom of someone who had guided her people through countless trials.
Beside her stood Elias, the Heir—tall, with sharp features and the same striking silver hair.
Celeste's mere presence seemed to bring a sense of calm to the atmosphere around them, and upon seeing them, she could not help but smile.
There was something about these two in particular, though she could not fully explain why—though, in truth, she knew the reason.
