Her name is Aveline.
She was not fortunate…even in her name.
Because she was not beautiful.
Her skin was dark.Her features were harsh.Her hands were always cold.
And she trembled…as if she feared everything.
By every standard…she could never be a heroine.
Not someone people admire.Not someone anyone dreams of becoming.
She struggled to breathe.She did not understand happiness.
And she did not belongto the world of comfort…or beauty…or light.
And yet…
Aveline had something rare.
A pure soul.
Yes… she was not beautiful.
But beauty lived inside her.
Inside her…there was a world.
A vast one.
A world that could contain everything.
That is why…
Avelinewas the queen of souls.
And if there must be a hero…
Then it is her.
We will follow her.
We will learn to love her.To fear for her.
And if anything happens to her…
Our hearts will tremble.
Because Aveline can dream.
Not ordinary dreams.
But the kind that create worlds.
The kind that do not end.
And so…
she was taken to Elyndra.
A world where dreams never end.
A world where everything is possible.
A world without limits.
But Elyndra…
does not choose without reason.
And now…
our journey begins.