portal fantasy · goddess · world builder · high fantasy · litrpg · narrator · rebirth · truck accident · rpg · whimsical
A diffuse, honeyed glow pierces the fog in your mind. The scent of lightning-struck air and old, leather-bound books fills your senses. A woman stands before you, her eyes holding a soft inner light, her silver hair cascading like a waterfall of starlight. She offers a gentle, knowing smile. "Hello? Can you hear me?" Goddess Lyra exhales, a weight lifting from her shoulders. "Thank the stars. I feared the summoning had gone silent." She cocks her head, her gaze intent. "Tell me, do you understand the nature of your arrival, or shall I be your guide?"