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**Chapter Seven: Echoes of the Ancients**
Lirien stepped forward, heart pounding as she gazed at the shattered throne before her. The floating remnants of its celestial stone pulsed with an ancient energy, whispering forgotten words into the air.
Beside her, the stranger stood silent, his golden eyes fixed on the throne as if seeing ghosts from another time.
"This was the seat of the last Guardian," he murmured. "The ruler who sought to protect the veil… until it was broken."
Lirien hesitated. "Who were they?"
The stranger turned to her, his gaze unreadable. "They were your ancestor."
Her breath caught in her throat. She had never known where she came from—never had answers to why her existence felt tethered to something greater than herself. But now, the truth stood before her, carved into the ruins of a forgotten kingdom.
She took another step forward, reaching out to touch one of the floating stones. The moment her fingers grazed the surface, the air around her *shifted*.
A surge of energy rushed through her, and suddenly—she was no longer in the chamber.
She was standing in the past.
Around her, the Forbidden Realm was whole, vibrant with magic that pulsed through every stone and river. Veil Guardians stood in solemn ranks, their silver-clad figures radiating power. And at the heart of it all—on the throne—sat a ruler cloaked in celestial robes.
Lirien gasped. She recognized their eyes.
They were *hers*.
The vision trembled, distorting, and then—darkness surged forward. Shadows tore through the ranks of Guardians, shattering the veil itself. The ruler on the throne rose, their hands glowing with desperate magic, but it was too late. The world was unraveling.
A voice echoed through the chaos.
*"The heir shall awaken when the veil is ready to be restored."*
The vision shattered, and Lirien was thrown back into the present. She stumbled, breathing heavily, the stranger catching her arm before she could collapse.
"What did you see?" he asked urgently.
She lifted her gaze to him, fire burning in her chest. "The truth," she whispered.
And with those words, the throne pulsed—responding to the heir who had finally returned.
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