A Father's Legacy

In the vast expanse of the Dreamscape, Alaric wandered through an ethereal landscape. The environment shifted constantly, a reflection of his subconscious mind—at times, it was a serene forest bathed in silver moonlight, and in the next moment, it would become a desolate, shadow-filled plain. The air was thick with the weight of memories and power. This was not a place for the faint-hearted, and yet, Alaric felt strangely at home here.

He had been here for what felt like years, though he knew in the real world, only hours had passed. His mind was sharp, focused entirely on one goal: unlocking the full potential of his father's bloodline. He could feel it, deep inside him, like a slumbering giant waiting to be awakened. But it was elusive, resisting his attempts to draw it out.