Everfrost Wasteland, Sakend Universe Plane.
A biting chill stirred Lilith awake.
The first thing she heard were faint, furry whispers nearby.
"Ch-Chief, is this… is this the ancient being summoned by the ritual? Why does it look… human?"
"Yeah, Chief! You said the ancestral formation could connect to the Astral Realm and call forth a mighty guardian to protect our snow cat tribe through the crisis—but this…"
Another voice sounded, full of disappointment.
"The runes did light up though! The star coordinates were right…"
"Maybe… maybe they got damp after all these centuries?"
Lilith jolted upright, blinking.
The sight before her froze her mid-thought.
She wasn't surrounded by starfields or void turbulence—but by an endless expanse of snow and ice.
And the creatures encircling her were not demons or Zerg horrors, but—a group of large, white, fluffy cats, with soft fur and bright blue eyes.
For a long moment, she just stared.
