Bernice's POV
I couldn't gauge how much time had passed since I had been confined in this place. I hadn't had a morsel of food or a drop of water, yet somehow, I clung to life. It was a perplexing predicament. A strange voice had been speaking to me, sharing countless tales and revelations, but I had grown weary of it. More recently, another woman had been brought into this confinement, sharing the same confinement as me, but I no longer heard her voice.
She mentioned an enchanted circle called Centuria Enigma, something entirely foreign to me. Despite my skepticism, I had to admit that she was speaking the truth. It was undeniable because even the Lunar god, who used to visit me at will, had been conspicuously absent for an extended period.
"Bernice, want to witness something intriguing?" the voice piped up again, evidently intending to exasperate me further.
