Roselle approached the edge of the forest, where Dr. Kintovar’s b was supposed to be located, she was met with a disheartening sight. There was nothing there, just ay clearing that exteo the edge of a massive cliff.

  “No, this ’t be right! It was supposed to be here... Dr. Kintovar’s b... where is it?”

  Her system dispyed a message, firming her location:

  Location: Ented Forest - Lab Area

  Roselle ched her fists, frustration welling up inside her.

  Just as she was about to give in to panic, her system emitted a series of beeps, and a holographic dispy materialized before her eyes. It showed an image of her, Roselle, along with various security codes and access permissions.

  A robotic voice resonated from the holographic dispy, “Wele, Roselle. Please stand by for b access.”

  The dispy then vanished, and as if responding to some unseen and, the onvisible b began to materialize before her. It was a high-tech structure led at the edge of the cliff, hidden from view until now.

  The entrao the b opened, revealing a well-lit interior filled with advanced maery and teology. Roselle felt a wave of relief wash over her as she stepped inside, grateful for the b’s return.

  As Roselle ehe base, her eyes sed the familiar surroundings. Advanced maery and equipment filled the space, and the air was filled with the faint hum of teology. She made her way to the stairs leading up to the sed floor.

  When she reached the sed floor, she found the Doctor. Dr. Kintovar stood before a pod, her gaze fixed on the young girl encased within it. Roselle hesitated for a moment, her.

  Dr. Kintovar’s broke the silence, raising one hand under her , the other folded “I wonder, how long it will be before she awakens?”

  Roselle approached, standing nearby as she watched Dr. Kintovar. The girl in the pod was a mystery to her, and she couldn’t help but be intrigued.

  Dr. Kintovar turned her attention to Roselle, her eyes meeting hers. She offered a faint smile before speaking, “You see, Roselle, a soul isn’t easy for me to create. The bance of sd magic required is delicate, a, you and our first project are nothing short of miracles.”

  “What do you mean by ‘miracles,’ Dr. Kintovar?” Roselle asked curiously. Dr. Kintovar turned her full attention to Roselle, her gaze unwavering. She took a step closer, her tone serious. “You and my first project are the culmination of my life’s work. The blending of teology and magic, the creation of se beings with unique abilities. You both have the potential to ge the world, Roselle.”

  Dr. Kintovar approached the pod, pg a hand on its surface. “And this one is my third project. She is the key to unlog the phase of our project, Roselle. Her abilities will be unlike anything I’ve seen before, and once she awakens, we will be oep closer to achieving our ultimate goal. I will be ready to take this world by storm!”

  Dr. Kintovar spun around, her pink headphones around her neck slid up and over her ears. She adjusted her shades, causing them to gleam with a vibrant hue. Her face shifted from seriouso excitement as she faced Roselle.

  “I must admit, Roselle, I had my doubts about whether you could eliminate all the humans in the forest. But it seems you’ve exceeded my expectations. You’ve proven yourself as a valuable creation, a powerful on!”

  Roselle couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride at Dr. Kintovar’s words. She had faced a formidable oppo in Thalindra, and her victory had e at a great cost.

  Dr. Kintovar’s disdain for Thalindra bee apparent on her face. Her hands moved behind her back “Thalindra, the forest guardian who ordered my capture and execution... She was a thorn in my side for far too long. Seeing her defeated brings me immense relief. Good riddance.”

  Roselle couldn’t help but smile at Dr. Kintovar’s praise, but beh that smile, a growing entered her. She had aplished a great feat, but she made her mind up to gain more knowledge.

  ‘I have to know...’

  After a moment of silent ption, Roselle spoke up. “Thank you, Dr. Kintovar. But there’s something I o know. You old me anything about how to use my own magical powers. I want to uand them, to harhem properly. It’s time I got some answers.”

  Dr. Kintarded Roselle with a calg gaze, her arms folded across her chest. After a brief moment of silence, she spoke, her tone measured. “Of course, Roselle. I expected you to have your questions ; however, I have my ditions for my ao them.”

  Roselle raised an eyebrow, intrigued and slightly taken aback by Dr. Kintovar’s response. “ditions? What are they?”

  Dr. Kintovar tinued while raising up one finger. “First, your Lifeforce is currently at 20% and yic is at 0%. You’ve exerted a great deal of energy in your ret battle. Before I provide you with more information, you must undergo a rejuvenation process to restore your Lifeforce to an acceptable level.”

  Roselle’s eyes widened in astonishment. She hadn’t expected Dr. Kintovar to know all of this information about her so quickly. She nodded in agreement “Alright, I uand. What’s the sed dition?”

  Dr. Kintovar leaned in closer, “The sed dition is as follows: I will teach you how to unlod trol yical abilities, but you must promise me that you will only use them under my guidand for the adva of oals. No unauthorized use of your powers, Roselle.”

  “I... I promise, Dr. Kintovar. I’ll only use my powers as you instrud for oals.” Roselle responded.

  Dr. Kintovar nodded, her satisfa evident. “Very well, Roselle. Let’s begin with your rejuvenation process, and then we’ll jump right into those magical abilities of yours.”

  Roselle was gently pced into the familiar pod, and as soon as she enters, it begins to be filled with a green substahe cool liquid enveloped her, and a soothiion washed over her body. It was remi of the feeling right before she drifted into slumber.Her eyelids grew heavy as she goward the adjat pod, where the irl y encased. Roselle’s thoughts swirled as she watched the girl, w about her identity and the purpose of her creation.

  As the green substance tio fill the tank, Roselle’s sciousness began to slip away, and she surreo the embrace of rejuvenating sleep. Roselle drifted into the depths of her dream, a fragment of her memories stirred, like a flickering image on an old television s.

  Suddenly, in an instant, Roselle, or the person she appeared to be in this memory, was an adult, dressed casually for college life. She had held curiosity on her face. She gnced around the familiar yet strangely fn enviro.

  “Hey, friend!” her unnamed female friend with short red hair greeted with a cheerful smile, sliding into the seat beside her in css.

  Roselle blinked in the dream, unsure if this memory was indeed her own. Her friend leaned into her and tinued, “Rumor has it you did something naughty st night.”

  While her friend spoke, she made a face, a teasing ohat only she could make.

  Roselle, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment, couldn’t help but bite her lip in nervousness. “What are you talking about?” Roselle asked. She looked at her friend, trying to gauge the seriousness behind her words.

  Her friend leaned in closer, a mischievous glint in her eye. “e on, you know what I mean,” she replied with a pyful wink. “The whispers, the giggles, the secret rendezvous... Alright, e on, Spill the beans, Roselle.”

  Roselle shook her head, trying to clear the embarrassment that had settled in her cheeks. “Why are you so ied in this?”

  Her frie out a hearty ugh “Oh, e on, Roselle! It’s just a bit of fun,” she replied with a grin. But then her face shifted and turned more serious. She whispered into Roselle’s ear. “But you know, there are some rumoing around about that ‘boy’ you were seen with.”

  Roselle’s eyes widened in surprise. “What rumors? What are they saying?”

  Roselle straio hear her friend’s whispered words, but they remained inaudible, lost to the depths of her subscious. She leaned closer, desperately trying to caty hint of the versation, but the dream world begins to disappear. Roselle felt herself being pulled away from the memory, back to the world which he had e to know.

  Roselle slowly regained sciousness in the b. She felt a sense of disorientation. Her mind was filled with fragments of memories from her past life, memories she had long fotten. She could vividly recall moments from her time in college, her iions with friends, and the versations they had.

  She blinked, still trying to process the sudden rush of recolles. “Why are these memories resurfag now?” she wondered aloud in fusion. “I thought... I thought they were gone.”

  The memories brought a sense of nostalgia, but they also raised questions about her curreend the nature of her creation.

  Roselle quickly accessed her system to check her current status and gather more information:

  System Status: Onliine

  LifeForce: 100%

  Magic: 200%

  on Charge: 0%

  Timer: N/A

  Location: Kintovar’s b

  Threat Assessment: None

  Additionally, she noticed a ab that hadn’t been there before:

  Project Mage Data Colle: 5% plete

  ‘Project Mage Data Colle... What could that be?’ she thought, her eyes stares out focused in tration. “Is it reted to the memories I just experienced? Is there something about my past life that Dr. Kintovar didn’t tell me? Does she even know about it? She has to know..’

  As Roselle’s eyes fully opened, she felt a strange sensation as the green substan the tube receded, allowio step out onto the b floor. Her body felt pletely healed, refreshed, and strohan ever.

  Roselle, determio find Dr. Kintovar a ao her questions, desded from the sed floor of the b. As she reached the lower level, she noticed that Dr. Kintovar was not present in her usual spots.

  fusio in for Roselle as she didn’t know how much time had passed while she was in the pod. Roselle decided to explore further, cheg various rooms and chambers within the b, hoping to locate Dr. Kintovar.

  Roselle’s search led her to the third floor of the b, where she discovered a locked door radiating with blue magical energy. It was the only room on this floor, and the iy of the energy field surrounding it indicated that it was not meant to be easily accessed.

  Roselle approached the locked door. She reached out, gently pressing her hand against the barrier, attempting to sense if there was any way to unlock it ain access. As Roselle was about to touch the magical barrier c the locked door, Dr. Kintovar arrived on the se. She quickly stepped in while shouting loudly.

  “Roselle, don’t touch that! It’s dangerous. You could get hurt!”

  Roselle withdrew her hand immediately, her curiosity still burning but tempered by Dr. Kintovar’s warning. She looked at Kintovar with fusion.

  “What is this room, Dr. Kintovar? Why is magic around it?”

  Dr. Kinthed, her gaze fixed on the locked door covered with blue magical energy. She hesitated for a moment before speaking in a more somber tohat’s my room, Roselle. It’s a pce where I keep my most important researd personal belongings. I’ve put up these protes to ehat no one else access it.”

  “I see,” Roselle replied. She was still curious about what could be in there but it wasn’t that important right now.

  “Now Roselle, it’s time for us to focus on your training, as promised.” She paused for a moment and then raised her hand to adjust her signature pink headphones. Afterwards, she poiowards Roselle.

  “Roselle, are you ready to begin yic training?”

  “Magic....training?”