The Prophecy Fulfilled
The air was thick with tension. It had been days since the supernatural disturbances began to escalate, the veil between worlds weakening by the hour. Strange occurrences had become common—people reporting odd dreams, unexplainable events, and moments where time seemed to freeze. Seraphyne and her family had tried to maintain their normal lives, but deep down, they all knew that normalcy was a distant memory. The supernatural world wasn't just a part of their past; it was clawing its way back into their present, bringing with it an undeniable sense of urgency.
They sat together in the living room, the flickering of the fire casting long shadows across their faces. Xavierre was pacing, his hands clasped behind his back, while Keizu stared absently at the fire, his usual wit replaced by a rare silence. Seraphyne's heart pounded with a mix of fear and determination. They were no longer just a family—now, they were the last line of defense between two worlds.