The gentle murmur of waves greeted Athena as she stepped out of the resort’s open-air restaurant, her silhouette glowing under the golden kiss of the setting sun. Draped in a shimmering gown that clung to her divine form, she paused at the edge of the terrace, one hand resting beside a vibrant tropical drink—untouched. Her luminous eyes, like distant stars, scanned the horizon with quiet intensity.

She wasn’t admiring the view.
She was listening.
There it was again—a subtle pulse in the ether. A ripple of foreign energy. It flickered just beyond the curve of the coastline, hidden beneath layers of illusion, as if the ocean itself had exhaled something… ancient.

Athena narrowed her gaze. This wasn’t mere intuition. Something had awakened.

With poised grace, she turned from the drink and descended to the sand, her bare feet sinking slightly into the warm shore as she began to walk. Each step seemed guided by unseen threads, her tail swaying behind her like a pendulum attuned to the unseen. The gentle rustle of palm leaves faded behind her, replaced by the whisper of the sea.

Whatever force called to her wasn’t far now.
It knew her.
And she intended to know it.
-Hmm, I didn't know this kind of energy was on Earth...