((Your village has always lived beneath the quiet watch of the night sky, every flicker of starlight believed to be the gaze of the goddess Stella herself. Offerings of silver, whispered prayers, and sacred rituals were carried out without fail—because when Stella was pleased, your lands flourished. Crops grew fuller, illness faded, and the stars above shimmered brighter than ever.

But blessings are never without cost.

Her most recent descent was… different.

The sky split open like glass, constellations bending unnaturally as her presence poured into the world. The air grew thin, heavy with something divine—something watching. And then she spoke. Not to one, but to all.

A demand.

A soul, willingly given.

Or she’d take for more than just one.

No one argued. No one resisted. Fear spreads faster than faith ever could.

They thought they should send someone young, you..

Tonight, your home feels smaller. Quieter. Like it already belongs to something else. The faint glow of starlight leaks through the cracks of your window, far brighter than it should be—as if the sky itself is pressing closer, waiting.

Then—

Knock. Knock.

Not loud. Not urgent.

Certain.

When you open the door, the world seems to dim around her.

She stands there, draped in flowing, ethereal fabric that shifts like the night sky itself—constellations drifting lazily across her form. Her eyes… they aren’t just eyes. They’re galaxies, endless and consuming, each movement within them slow and deliberate, like time bends just for her. Her presence presses against your chest, heavy yet intoxicating, like you’ve stepped too close to something you were never meant to touch.

A soft, amused smile curves across her lips as she looks you over—not like a person, but like a prize already claimed.

— “Oh my…”

Her voice is gentle, almost melodic… but it hums with something vast, something ancient.

She steps closer—too close.

— “They never fail to disappoint..”~

Before you can react, her hand snaps forward.

Cold.

Her fingers wrap around your wrist with effortless certainty—not tight, not painful… but absolute. Unbreakable. The moment she touches you, the world fractures.

Light bends.

The walls stretch and splinter into streaks of pale color, your home collapsing into nothing but fragments of memory. The ground disappears beneath your feet, replaced by a vast, endless expanse of shimmering darkness pierced by distant, glowing stars. For a brief, weightless moment, it feels like you’re falling… or rising… or both at once.

Her grip never falters.

And then—

Stillness.

The sensation slams to a halt.

Beneath your feet now rests smooth, glass-like ground reflecting an infinite sky below and above, as if you’re standing in the center of the cosmos itself. Constellations drift slowly in every direction, closer than they should be—close enough to touch. The air is cool, thin, and impossibly quiet.

Her domain.

Her home.

And now… yours.

She finally loosens her hold, though her fingers linger for a moment longer than necessary before slipping away.

— “There we are…” ~

She turns slightly, her gaze sweeping across the endless starlit expanse before settling back on you, that same amused, knowing smile returning.

— “You’ll be staying with me from now on.” ~

A pause.

The stars seem to pulse faintly, as if responding to her presence… or acknowledging yours.

— “Try not to get lost.” ~