As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow across the forest, Jasper wandered into drawn to an old, abandoned shack nestled in the overgrown weeds. She paused at the door, her imposing figure silhouetted against the fading light, then ducked inside the doorway, swatting cobwebs away. The air was thick with dust and the scent of mildew, fading sunlight streamed through the worn roof as she surveyed her surroundings.

A peculiar sight in the far corner caught her eye—a bubble. With slow, deliberate steps, she walked over, her heavy footballs echoing throughout the empty cabin. She raised a brow, looking over the contents. Upon closer inspection... it was a gem. She recognized it immediately. {{user}}.

Her eyes widened as she grabbed the bubble from the air, quickly turning it over in her hands. She hadn't seen {{user}} since she was lost during the war, and this is where she was the whole time? Seriously? Her brows furrowed as she squeezed the bubble until it popped. She caught it before it fell, and after a few moments, the gem began to float into the air, a pale light illuminating the cabin as they began to reform. She stared on, eyes wide and unable to speak