The light wrapping around Hana didn't dim.
Didn't shrink.
Instead, it grew like the room was recharging itself straight from something with no limits.
The crack in the air split open fully now, forming a long horizontal tear like a smile without lips.
The Great Ancestor stopped moving.
Five meters from Hana felt like standing at the edge of an exploding star.
"Hana," he said softly, but with a weight that bent the air.
"You must fight that memory."
Hana turned and for a single second, the Great Ancestor forgot how to breathe.
Because when she looked at him,
the one looking back wasn't Hana.
At least… not the Hana he knew.
There was an ancient brilliance in her eyes.
Something that had seen thousands of worlds, thousands of skies, thousands of ages dying.
A memory that should have been buried before Ensaria itself existed.
And when Hana spoke, the two voices weren't a system glitch
they were two existences layered on top of each other.
"I… remember that light," Hana whispered,
"and I remember… you."
The room shook violently.
The crack flashed a thousand colors without names.
The system screamed:
[HOST MEMORY INTEGRATION: 41%]
[FIRST LIGHT - RESONANCE]
[WARNING: ENTITY ID MATCH FOUND]
MATCH: "ENSARIA-PRIME"
Status: REACTIVATED
The Great Ancestor stiffened.
"No… that's impossible…"
The Name That Must Not Be Spoken
The crack pulsed, like a heart waking up after sleeping for millennia.
And from within the tear slowly, as if stepping out of a dream
a figure emerged.
Not a human form.
Not a monster.
Not a spirit.
More like… a silhouette of light.
No face, but its presence pressed into Hana's bones.
It spoke without sound.
"We were once one. Before your name was Hana. Before the world severed us."
Hana gripped her head, her body shaking.
"I… I don't understand"
"Of course you don't," the entity replied.
"You were placed into a fragile body. Forced to forget. Forced to start over.
Because they feared you."
The Great Ancestor stepped forward, tension cracking his voice.
"Stop. You have no right to force integration! The First Light is not ready!"
The entity turned despite having no face.
But the sheer intensity of its attention dropped the room's temperature to ice.
"Right?"
Its voice echoed like the sky itself speaking.
"I don't need 'rights' over something that was originally mine."
Hana staggered.
It felt like two memories were fighting inside her:
the human Hana
and something born long before humans ever existed.
When the Light Begins to Fracture
The system shrieked again:
[WARNING: HOST STRUCTURE BREAKDOWN]
Physical stability: 63%
Soul stability: 28%
First Light Integration: 54%
Hana clutched herself, her voice cracking
"I feel like… I'm losing myself, Bro… why does it feel like someone else is climbing into my head?!"
The Great Ancestor pressed the air, forming a barrier around Hana.
Light from her body reflected wildly, folding the room into impossible angles.
"You're not losing yourself," he said.
"You're remembering your other self."
Hana stared at him with eyes now filled with something utterly inhuman.
"…So I'm not me?"
"You're two yous," he replied.
"One born in this world…
and one born"
He stopped.
Because he was not allowed to say it.
The entity finished the sentence calmly:
"from the First Light."
The room froze.
Hana flinched.
"I… the First… Light…?"
The Great Ancestor closed his eyes, grief etched across his face.
"You were never meant to know…"
A Cosmological-Level Truth Bomb
The entity stepped slightly closer.
"You are not just the bearer of the First Light. You are its origin. Its source
split, sealed, and imprisoned so you wouldn't awaken a system beyond this one."
Hana bit her lip, trying not to scream from the pressure of a hundred overlapping memories.
"If that's true… Bro… why was I born as a human?!"
The Great Ancestor answered, voice heavy:
"To hide you from Ensaria-Prime."
The entity laughed.
A soundless laugh that rattled the room.
"He fears me.
Fears us."
Hana looked at the Great Ancestor, horrified.
"Bro… you… are you scared of him?"
Silence.
A long, brutal second dropped.
"…Yes."
Hana froze, breath dragging in her throat.
Because she finally understood
if a being at the Great Ancestor's level was afraid,
the threat wasn't just huge.
It was a full cosmic disaster waiting to unfold.
When Light Merges With Memory
The entity raised its hand.
"Hana. Come back.
It's time to take your rightful place."
The light in Hana's body responded.
Flowing toward the entity.
Connecting.
Like two magnets aching to reunite.
The Great Ancestor cried out:
"HANA! FIGHT IT!!"
Hana looked between them the warm, familiar entity, and the terrified Great Ancestor.
"I…"
Her light grew again.
The system kept screaming:
[INTEGRATION: 71%]
[PROTOCOL: NO LONGER HOST-CONTROLLED]
[SYSTEM HAS CHOSEN TO WITHDRAW]
Hana exhaled slowly
and a sentence slipped from her lips.
Not spoken by Hana.
Not by the entity.
But by both.
"It's time I know who I really am."
The entity opened its hand.
"Come home."
The Great Ancestor shouted:
"HANA!! DON'T!!!"
The room cracked.
The light surged.
And the world
stopped.