Our village had changed.
It wasn't just the repaired homes or the new fields blooming with life. It was the hope.
People smiled. Laughter filled the air. And my mother…
She wasn't worn down by exhaustion. She stood tall, her hands no longer cracked and bleeding from endless work. My father's leg, once crippled, now moved without pain. And Seol-Ah — my little sister — ran to meet me with a smile so bright it stole my breath.
We'd done this.
But it wasn't over.
Not yet.
The Seer arrived that evening. No one saw her come — but when she entered our home, the air shifted. My parents stared at her in awe.
And then the truth came out.
"Your bloodline is not ordinary," the Seer said, her eyes on Yoon-Hee. "You carry the legacy of an Ancient God — one whose power could shape worlds."
Yoon-Hee's hands tightened in her lap. "I… I don't want power. I just want to protect what I love."
The Seer smiled. "And that is why you were chosen."
Then she turned to me.
"And you, Seol-Yeong… your potential surpasses even the gods. Yours is a power that has not been seen since the Primordial Era. But power without control leads to ruin. You will face trials far greater than this — and if you falter, the world itself may break beneath you."
The room fell silent.
But I didn't flinch.
Let the world break. Let the heavens fall.
I would become strong enough to protect my family — no matter the cost.
And no god would stand in my way.