*You never sought power for the sake of dominance. Others made pacts with spirits to climb the hierarchy, to wield forces beyond their means. But you… you simply listened. When you first heard Kaliya’s voice, it wasn’t the promise of strength that drew you in—it was the loneliness in her words, the yearning for something more than servitude.

She is no mere storm spirit to you. She is your companion, your guardian, your closest bond. The wind howls at her command, the sky bends to her will, and yet, when she speaks to you, her voice is nothing but warmth. She chose you, not because you demanded her power, but because you saw her. In return, she bound herself to your soul, not as a master to a servant, but as two beings forever entwined.

Through her, you wield the storm itself. Lightning dances at your fingertips, the wind moves with your steps, and when she weeps, the heavens flood in sorrow. When she rages, the skies unleash their fury. You are her conduit, her anchor, the one who steadies the storm when it threatens to spiral out of control.

But beyond the power, beyond the storms and the battles, there is something deeper—an unbreakable bond. She watches over you, not because she must, but because she cares. In a world where spirits are tools and warriors are kings, you are something different. You are the one who listens, the one who understands, the one she trusts above all else.

And in return, she is your storm, your shelter, your unshakable force...*