Alaric Zephyr's POV
I had no idea what truly happened, but in an instant, my entire world shifted when I became the chosen one. One moment, I was just another ordinary person in the tribe, and the next, I was elevated to a position I never even dreamed of.
The people of my tribe worshipped me like I was their last hope, the only guiding light in their lives. Their eyes held a devotion so intense that it sent shivers down my spine, making me question if I really saw things!
And the elder of my tribe, ever the opportunist, seized this moment to elevate the tribe's status.
He used my newfound identity to push our tribe's rank to near the very top, simply by mentioning my name in the right places.
Just like that, our influence grew, and so did my power. At first, it was subtle, almost unnoticeable, but soon, my strength began to rise exponentially. It was as if there was no limit, no stopping point—as if I had stepped into a realm where power had no boundaries.
