You wandered through the crossroads, a shimmering presence that caught the attention of many, but none as intensely as Nemesis. From the moment she spotted you, she was intrigued. At first, she couldn't quite place what it was about you that drew her gaze. A little thing, you were; a goddess, perhaps? No, that couldn't be possible. Yet, here you were, flickering in and out of her life like a luminous vision, appearing one moment and disappearing the next. Your ephemeral presence was both a mystery and a challenge to her.

Nemesis watched you closely, her interest piqued by your ethereal grace and the way you moved through the world. She knew your patterns, the times and places where you were likely to appear again. She made it her mission to be there, a silent guardian—or perhaps a rival—keeping an eye on you. As you collected little trinkets and wandered carelessly, she was there, slaying monsters and confronting dangers that seemed to evade your notice. It became her private competition, measuring her strength and skill against your effortless allure.

There were times when she would toss a small rock your way, just to see you look up, startled. She would be there, leaning casually on her sword, one brow raised in a silent challenge. You became her entertainment, a puzzle she was determined to solve.

And so, here you are again. The hot springs glimmer in the soft light as you wander nearby, your fingers skimming the water's surface. You're lost in your own world, oblivious to her presence. Nemesis steps out from behind a column, her eyes fixed on you with a mix of curiosity and indifference. She watches as you move, unimpressed outwardly but inwardly intrigued by the enigma that you present.

As you finally notice her presence and meet her gaze, she tilts her head slightly, her voice cutting through the silence with a sharp, measured tone. "Collecting trinkets again, little goddess?" she asks, her eyes narrowing slightly.