As Alice slowly opened her eyes, her hazy gaze flickered, struggling to focus.
A dull, throbbing headache pulsed through her skull, and within her, something that had once been shattered was now slowly being pieced back together.
Confusion clouded her thoughts, and yet—despite the pain, despite the disorientation—there was an odd sense of comfort.
"Hn…?"
Forcing her aching body upright, she looked around.
Her breath caught.
Everything—everywhere—was blanketed in a golden light.
"...This light…"
Now she understood.
The strange yet warm comfort washing over her—it wasn't just any power.
Alice might not have been well-versed in it, but she recognized it nonetheless.
Divinity.
A power unlike any other. A power that could only belong to those loved by the Goddess of Light or deeply intertwined with her will.
Her thoughts were still sluggish, her mind wrapped in a dense fog, making it difficult to process everything.
But then—
Her vision cleared.
