By nightfall, Sara had learned three things:
First of all, The forest stretched for hundreds of miles.
Secondly, her "system" refused to answer personal questions.
And last but not the least her hunger didn't seem… normal.
Whenever she grew tired, she could pull fruit or water from her "space" — Its is really wide and there and many things in her inventory
"Inventory expanded," the system voice sounded."Host is adapting well."
"Well? I'm lost in an alien forest." Sara sad
"Technically, you're inside a dimensional plane. The world is collapsing. You are the patch."
Before she could argue, a low growl echoed nearby. Shadows moved. Wolves — but their eyes glowed red, and smoke curled from their fangs.
Sara reached instinctively into her space — and a blade appeared in her hand, elegant and glowing faintly blue.
"Weapon resonance achieved."
She fought. It wasn't graceful — she moved as if guided by memory, each swing stronger than the last. When the final beast fell, she was trembling.
That's when she saw him.
A man stood beyond the trees — tall, dark hair tied loosely, watching her with unreadable calm. His presence made the air heavier, his aura sharp as thunder.
"Who are you?" she demanded.
He smiled faintly. "Still asking me that… after all this time?"
And before she could speak again, he vanished into light.