THE PRIESTESS | A KTH & OT7 FF | 18+

Chapter 8

“Where am I?” Kaya groggily opened her eyes and scanned her surroundings, her mind still foggy from sleep. The room she was in was surprisingly spacious, reminding her of her childhood home, Anthropos. The walls were painted a pristine white, with blue accents adding a touch of color to the otherwise sterile decor. Sitting in the bed, she noticed a white lily in a blue vase on the nightstand beside her.

But her attention was quickly drawn to the bed itself, which looked like it was made entirely of fluffy white clouds and was somehow floating in mid-air. She bent over to study the underside of the furniture; it had no legs. Indeed, the bed was floating! Kaya let out a snort of laughter at the surreal sight. "What the hell?" she muttered to herself. "If unicorns suddenly start flying around this room, I'll surely know I'm dreaming.”

She had a throbbing headache, struggling to recollect what had happened and how she got to this place. Her thoughts were interrupted by the realization as she looked down at herself that her beloved light brown coat, passed down to her mother by her grandmother, was missing. "Shit, where is it?” Panic-stricken and desperate, she frantically scanned her surroundings as she jumped out of the floating clouds to search for her treasured item.

"I need it back." her voice was trembling with stress. The coat was the only tangible reminder of her grandmother, who had long since passed away, and losing it would mean losing the only connection she had to her. As the gravity of the situation began to sink in, Kaya's heart raced with fear and anxiety. "Mother will kill me if I lose it!" She could feel her mother's wrath if she returned without the coat, as it was a priceless family heirloom and held immense sentimental value. Suppose she'd ever had the chance to return home.

Kaya looked out from her vantage point. She could see the city below her. It was unlike any other place she had seen before. The buildings were made of crystals, each meticulously placed to create a stunning, raw beauty. But as she looked closer, she realized these buildings, although ethereal, were also dangerous with their sharp edges and pointy tips.

However, her eyes were drawn to one particular structure that rose higher than any other building in the city. It was as if it was carved out of the mountain itself, and she wondered, "Is that on or in the mountain?" This building was undoubtedly meant for a king. Its majestic presence was awe-inspiring, and only someone of great significance could live in such a magnificent palace.

As she gazed up towards the highest point of the palace, she saw three gemstones shining brilliantly in the sunlight - a Ruby, an Emerald, and a Sapphire. And on top sat a star, shining so bright that it almost rivaled the sun. Silver linings emanated from the star, creating an aura of magic and wonder that left her breathless.

Kaya was deeply intrigued by the place she was in. She wanted to explore it further and learn more about it. But suddenly, as she was walking, she felt a sharp pain in her head that became so intense that she had to get down on her knees. It was then that she started hearing male voices in her head. They were not the usual prayers or sounds of the human world. These voices were dull, but there was something different about them. They sounded panicked, and she could feel the fear and terror in them.

Kaya tried to make sense of what was happening, but her body was overwhelmed with the sensation of panic and terror that the voices were emitting. Every fiber of her being was on high alert, and the pain in her head only added to her discomfort.

She held her head for comfort, but the pain didn't subside. It felt like her head was going to explode. She hissed in pain, "What's happening to me?" The voices continued to echo in her head, filling her with dread and apprehension.

Desperate words were told. Screams for help were cried out. “Who are you?” She answered back. “I can't understand what you're saying?” The screams were so loud tears were built in her eyes. She couldn't help or do anything. Kaya felt the sorrow of the owner of these voices. Her whole body burned in agony, and she couldn't tell where it hurt–because it wasn't she who was injured. It was the ones on the other side of her mind. “How can I help you?” She asked and closed her eyes.