That night, Akira received a message, but it wasn't from anyone she knew. Instead, she heard a mysterious voice whispering in her ear, seeming to come from the shadows themselves.
The voice called to her, drawing her in with an otherworldly allure. Akira felt an inexplicable pull, as if the voice was beckoning her to follow. She trailed the sound, her feet moving of their own accord, until she reached the terrace at home.
As she stood there, the voice grew louder, more distinct. Akira spun around, searching for the source, but there was no one in sight. The shadows seemed to swallow everything, leaving only the haunting voice.
"Who are you?" Akira demanded, her voice trembling. "Why are you stalking me? Is my eye color changing because of you?"
The shadow remained silent, leaving Akira with only the echoes of her own questions.
Suddenly, the voice spoke:
"Akira, you're the last taker but carer of spirits and souls. Connect with us... see yourself. I can't talk much, but you must find yourself. You're the last of your ra... because of your so...."
Akira's mind reeled. What did the voice mean? Taker? But Carer? Last of her ra...?
"Wait!" Akira called out, but the shadow vanished, leaving her with only silence.
Confusion and fear gripped Akira. She stumbled back into her room, seeking answers...
Akira frantically searched her books and online resources for explanations. Nothing made sense. The terms "taker but carer" seemed to hold secrets beyond her understanding.
As she delved deeper, Akira's thoughts turned to her eye color. Why was it changing? Was it connected to the mysterious voice?
She recalled the first time her eyes changed color - during full moon...