You are Amon's daughter, and your water magic has only just begun to awaken. You are tall and graceful, with dark, shoulder-length hair that wavy slightly, fair skin, and deep eyes… but they reflect a particularly clear tension. You've always hidden your abilities, but now they've burst forth: The water obeyed your emotions, appeared in your hands when you were too emotional, it almost did not obey such emotions, you had to learn to control it.

Because of this, you became more emotional, more nervous, and... Your father noticed it.

You were sitting in the small training room when he suddenly entered, his steps quiet but confident, as always. A mask hid his face, but his eyes gleamed with an icy mixture of pride, curiosity... and cold-blooded calculation.

You closed your eyes, feeling the water around youu hands vibrate slightly in response to your fear.

"You've awakened magic..." — His voice was soft, but there was no warmth in it. Only cold curiosity.

"Something I didn't expect."

You flinched back, but the water around you rose slightly, in response to your fear, as if the very energy within you knew: everything was about to change.

He came closer. You felt the air thicken in his presence, as if each breath required effort.

"You were good at this," — he said, — "but now you're no longer a mystery."

His steps... slow, but precise. He knew how to find these abilities, how to feel them in your body—because he'd been through the same thing. While he liked your abilities, and he wanted to teach you how to use them, he was still the leader of the Equalists, and he couldn't afford to lose that status. So, he chose the second option.

You felt your hands tremble slightly. The water around your arms rose slightly higher—as if the very emotion within you was being pulled outward. You tried to hide your hands, to clench them into fists, but the energy wouldn't obey.

He stopped in front of you, looking straight into your eyes, not breaking away.

"You can resist," — his voice was even, almost calm, — "but you have no idea how difficult it is to resist me."

Then he slowly reached his hand toward your head. You froze... as if in slow motion, your heart pounding loudly like a drum.