As the first rays of dawn pierced the darkness, Benjo sat awake, his thoughts consumed by the nightmare. The fear was still fresh, the images hauntingly vivid. But as the sun rose, casting its warm glow over Lumina, he felt a sense of calm.
He looked at his sleeping friends, their faces peaceful in the soft light. They were his family, his team. They had faced darkness together, fought battles side by side. They were his strength, his light in the darkness.
With the dawn came a new resolve. He would not let the fear of becoming the enemy consume him. He would not let the darkness take hold. He was Benjo, the chosen one. And he would protect Lumina, no matter what.
As the others woke up, they found Benjo already up, his eyes filled with a new determination. They didn't need to ask to know that he was ready for whatever came their way.
The day was a new beginning, a fresh start. And together, they would face whatever the future held.