My father's awakening left the hall breathless.
None of us had ever felt an aura like that… not from someone so close, so human.And yet, it was him.Rodrigo.My father.
The glow hadn't yet faded from his body.Everyone looked at him as if a god had just been born among men.
I stood up.
It was time to speak.
—What you just witnessed… —I began— is called a Second Awakening.
Eyes turned toward me—some confused, others trembling with excitement.
—I don't know exactly how it happens. Not when, not how, not under what conditions.All I can say is this:at the very least, you need to be as strong as my father… just to have a chance.
Silence followed.
—There's no clear path to it. But there is one thing we can do:push ourselves until we break our limits.
I walked toward the center of the room.
—Everyone was right. We lacked unity. Coordination. Strategy.But above all…we lacked strength.
Not out of ambition.But for survival.
—From now on, our focus will be not just training—but unlocking every person's true potential.Exploring it.Expanding it.Strengthening our bodies… and our spirits.
Nods followed.Eyes lit up.The fire had been kindled.
—The first wave… is over —I continued—. And with it, we've entered a brief period of peace.
A collective breath rippled through the hall.
—We don't know how long it'll last.Weeks? Months?But one thing is certain:
—More waves will come.
And they won't follow rules.They won't follow a rhythm.Just hunger.
That's when Grandma Berny stepped forward.
Her eyes were damp.But her face… calm.
—I can show you a glimpse of the future… if you'll help me —she said softly.
She placed her hands on the ground and closed her eyes.She activated her ability: Random Vision—a spiritual skill that revealed glimpses of possible futures connected to us.
Everyone went silent.
The vision came like a storm of images.
At first, calm.
Our community, bigger, more organized.Children training in an open courtyard.Among them, Sofía, focused, radiant, with eyes that no longer belonged to an ordinary child.
Then, more images:
Gardens, taller walls, new buildings, watchtowers.
Everything seemed to flourish.
Until…
The vision shifted.
Darkness.
We saw Matías—older, more powerful, his expression solemn.And in the distance…
a wave of creatures ten times larger than anything we had ever faced.
Monsters of unknown rank.Fused abominations.Fear made flesh.
And then…
Berny coughed blood.
The vision dissolved like smoke.She collapsed to her knees, gasping for air.
—I've reached… my limit —she whispered—. I can't see more.
No one spoke.
What we had just seen… was terrifying.This wasn't just another battle.It was a total war.
But in that fear-heavy silence, my father spoke.
—We will be ready when that day comes.
His voice rang like steel in the quiet.Firm.Unshaken.
I nodded.
—Yes.We will.
And then, as if fear had turned into fire, everyone in the room shouted in unison.
A roar from the heart.
It wasn't celebration.It was a promise.
Because in that moment—for the first time since all this began…
we saw the future.