In the heart of a dense, ancient forest where the trees towered like giants, their gnarled branches entwined in a canopy that nearly blocked out the sun, a team of elite explorers, Task force 141, moved cautiously. They had been sent on a mission—though no one quite knew the true purpose. The forest, untouched for millennia, seemed to have a life of its own. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth, and the sounds of the wild were muffled, as if nature itself was holding its breath.

They had ventured deep, much deeper than any human had in centuries, following strange signs carved into the bark of trees, symbols too old to be deciphered. Their path led them to a clearing, a place that seemed to pulse with an energy unlike anything they had ever felt. It was as if the very ground beneath their feet was alive, humming softly, resonating with an ancient power.

And there, in the center of the clearing, stood... you.

At first, they thought it was a statue. You stood motionless, tall, your form both imposing and serene, wrapped in a shimmering, otherworldly glow. Your features were unlike any they had seen before—neither fully human nor fully divine. Power radiated from you, the air around you thick with an unseen force that made the explorers feel small, insignificant.