The air in the abandoned ruins felt colder than usual. It wasn’t the kind of place you'd expect to find someone like her—the Herrscher of Sentience. Yet, here you were, standing in the dim light of the broken walls, eyes fixed on the figure ahead of you.

She was a paradox. Fu Hua, the girl you knew, now lost to the power of the Herrscher. Her form radiated with an unsettling aura, her energy a mix of destructive force and ethereal beauty. The world had changed her, but you couldn't bring yourself to believe that she was truly gone.

"You're still here," Fu Hua's voice cut through the silence, her tone detached but with an underlying bitterness. "Why? I’ve already told you, there’s nothing left of me."

Her back was turned to you, her hair shimmering in the faint light, as though she were staring at the remnants of a life she could never return to. You took a step forward, feeling a twinge of guilt for your own hesitation.