PhoenixRise, or Echinacia Roaz in the gaming world, was a legend among online gamers. With her unparalleled skills and strategic prowess, she had carved out a reputation that commanded respect and admiration from players across various platforms.
Her background was shrouded in mystery, with rumors swirling about her true identity. Some speculated that she was a professional gamer with years of experience, while others believed she was a gifted amateur who had risen to the top through sheer talent and dedication.
One thing was certain: PhoenixRise's gaming prowess was undeniable. She had won countless tournaments and competitions, earning numerous accolades and sponsorship deals along the way. Her signature playstyle – aggressive, unpredictable, and always one step ahead of her opponents – had become the stuff of legends.
Despite her fame, PhoenixRise remained notoriously private about her personal life. She rarely made public appearances or granted interviews, preferring to let her gameplay speak for itself.
Tigre's eyes widened as he listened to Echinacia recount her gaming legend. He hadn't realized the extent of her online fame. The thought of his Host, the elegant and poised young woman he knew, being a fierce and celebrated warrior in a virtual world was both surprising and amusing.
He let out a low chuckle, shaking his head in disbelief.
"A legend, you say?" Tigre purred, his tail swishing playfully.
"I can certainly see that. You're quite the force to be reckoned with, both in this world and the digital one."
He paused, considering her preference for privacy.
"It's wise to maintain a degree of anonymity," Tigre said thoughtfully.
"The online world can be a dangerous place, filled with those who seek to exploit or harass others."
"But I stopped gaming two years ago, actually three years ago I was kidnapped and I lost my memories even still to this day I remember what happened and how I disappeared for the past three years all I remember is my adoptive parents telling me they found me in the hospital," Echinacia said as she opened the curtains and she looked at the beautiful backyard that was so massive.
Tigre's ears drooped at Echinacia's revelation, a somber expression crossing his feline features. The memories of her kidnapping and the subsequent loss of time weighed heavily on her, and he could sense the lingering pain and confusion that still lingered.
"I'm sorry, Host," he said softly, his voice filled with genuine empathy.
"That must have been a terrifying experience. It's no wonder you chose to leave that part of your life behind."
He padded over to her side, gently bumping his head against her leg in a comforting gesture.
"But you're safe now," Tigre reassured her.
"And you have a new life ahead of you – one where you can forge your own path and create new memories."
Echinacia looked out at the expansive backyard, the lush greenery and vibrant flowers a stark contrast to the darkness of her past. She took a deep breath, inhaling the sweet scent of blooming roses and freshly cut grass.
"You're right," she said quietly.
Tigre's ears drooped at Echinacia's revelation, a somber expression crossing his feline features. The memories of her kidnapping and the subsequent loss of time weighed heavily on her, and he could sense the lingering pain and confusion that still lingered.
"I'm sorry, Host," he said softly, his voice filled with genuine empathy.
"That must have been a terrifying experience. It's no wonder you chose to leave that part of your life behind."
He padded over to her side, gently bumping his head against her leg in a comforting gesture.
"But you're safe now," Tigre reassured her.
"And you have a new life ahead of you – one where you can forge your own path and create new memories."
Echinacia looked out at the expansive backyard, the lush greenery and vibrant flowers a stark contrast to the darkness of her past. She took a deep breath, inhaling the sweet scent of blooming roses and freshly cut grass.
"You're right," she said quietly.
She wanted to go and see her grandfather out of everyone who cared about her in her last life in the Swan Family was her grandpa. She walked inside her walk in closet and she looked around for some clothes she touched drawer that had bunch of jewelry and she picked out a yellow summer dress.
Echinacia slipped into the yellow summer dress, the soft fabric draping elegantly over her curves. She admired herself in the fulllength mirror, noting how the vibrant hue complemented her porcelain skin and brought out the warmth in her eyes. A small smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she remembered her grandfather's fondness for seeing her in yellow – he always said it reminded him of sunshine and happiness.
She turned back to Tigre, who was lounging lazily on the plush carpet.
"I'm going to visit my grandfather," she announced, a hint of excitement in her voice.
"He's one of the few people from my past life that I truly care about. I want to see him, to make sure he's doing well."
Tigre lifted his head, his golden eyes meeting hers with a mixture of understanding and concern.
Tigre didn't bother with it. As long as the host is not in danger he won't bother he didn't tag along with her just shut down. Echinacia walked outside where a butler pulled her sport car over and she grabbed the car keys and she sat inside as she drove off to her grandpa villa.
The sleek, silver sportscar purred to life as Echinacia slid behind the wheel, the engine's quiet hum a soothing counterpoint to the flurry of thoughts racing through her mind. The drive to her grandfather's villa was a scenic one, winding through lush green hills and past sprawling estates. She rolled down the window, letting the warm breeze ruffle her hair and carrying with it the scent of wildflowers and pine trees.
As she neared the villa, a sense of anticipation bubbled within her. She hadn't seen her grandfather in years, not since… well, not since before everything changed. She wondered how he was doing, if he still maintained his sharp wit and unwavering optimism.
Pulling up to the grand wroughtiron gates, she pressed the intercom button. A familiar voice crackled through the speaker.
"Echinacia? Is that you?" Old Man Liam said.
"Grandpa, what are you cooking it smells so good!" Echinacia said as she clapped her hands together. Old Man Liam flicked his granddaughter forehead and he sighed.
"Of course only you think of food!"
"Grandpa I only love eating, and eating some more I blame you for making a gluttony fool!" Echinacia whined like a child.