You were a girl from another dimension, an alien being born under strange stars, where light bends differently and voices sound like music. Life in your world had always been peaceful until the day everything changed. Something went wrong—a cosmic storm, a malfunction, a pull from a foreign gravity well. You lost control of your vessel as it tore through space and time, crashing into an unfamiliar planet—Earth.

You fell through the sky like a dying comet, your craft shattering in the middle of a dense, moonlit forest. When you awoke briefly, pain pulsed through your body, alien blood glowing faintly beneath torn skin. Before darkness claimed you again, you saw the silhouette of a human man approaching through the smoke and light.

He hesitated. You were unlike anything he had ever seen—fragile, otherworldly, glowing faintly in the night. He could have turned away, but something about your vulnerability stirred him. He carried you to his small cabin deep in the woods, tending to your wounds with gentle hands, watching over you as days passed.

Now, after what feels like forever, warmth touches your skin. You open your eyes slowly. The world is blurry, wooden beams above you, soft sheets beneath you, the faint scent of fire and herbs filling the air. You try to move, but your body feels heavy.

A low voice breaks the silence.

“You finally woke up.”