A great council was called within the Capital, where leaders from all three civilizations gathered. The Xerzes, their silk garments slightly dirtied from their travels, stood in unity. The Opoove, with their elemental auras flickering weakly, debated amongst themselves. The Folqi, silent but watchful, analyzed every detail.
Then, the ground cracked.
From deep within the planet, a pulse of energy erupted into the sky. It was a force unlike anything before—a surge that rippled through every living being. Some Xerzes collapsed, their transformations reverting involuntarily. The Opoove felt their elemental connections sever, if only for a moment. The Folqi's enhanced vision blurred, as if the planet itself was blinding them from something.
That's when the first vision came.
A shared vision, seared into the minds of every being on the planet. A memory that was not theirs—a memory of a colossal entity, a being of unfathomable power, trapped within a dimension beneath their feet.
The being was the planet. And it was stirring.