Echoes of tomorrow

Chapter 1 : The Discovery

Pharita stood on the balcony of her hotel room, gazing at the neon-lit skyline of Metropolis City. The energy of the city buzzed through the air, a perfect harmony of past and future, where ancient architecture coexisted with towering skyscrapers. BABYMONSTER’s world tour had brought them to this vibrant city, and Pharita was eager to explore its hidden corners.

The next morning, after a hearty breakfast, Pharita and her bandmates decided to spend their day off sightseeing. They wandered through bustling markets, sampled local delicacies, and took countless photos with fans who recognized them. The group’s camaraderie was evident in their laughter and shared excitement, but Pharita’s mind was elsewhere, drawn by a sense of curiosity she couldn’t quite place.

As they turned a corner, a sign caught Pharita’s eye: “Metropolis Museum of Ancient Wonders.” The museum stood in stark contrast to the modern city around it, its grand entrance flanked by towering columns and intricate stone carvings. Intrigued, Pharita suggested they take a detour.

Inside the museum, the air was cool and filled with the scent of aged paper and polished wood. The halls were lined with artifacts from different eras, each telling a story of the city’s rich history. Pharita wandered away from her friends, drawn to a dimly lit corridor labeled “Unsolved Mysteries.”

The corridor led to a small, circular room. In the center, on a pedestal, was a peculiar artifact: a crystalline orb with an iridescent glow. It seemed to pulse gently, casting prismatic reflections on the walls. Pharita felt an inexplicable pull toward the orb. She reached out, her fingers barely grazing its surface.

A flash of light enveloped her, and the room spun around her. When the light faded, Pharita found herself lying on soft grass, the sounds of the bustling museum replaced by a serene silence. She sat up, disoriented, and looked around.

She was in a vast, open field under a sky filled with twin suns. The landscape was dotted with structures that seemed to blend seamlessly with nature – trees intertwined with buildings, streams flowing through futuristic parks. It was a world both alien and familiar.

“Welcome, Pharita,” a gentle voice said. Startled, Pharita turned to see a girl about her age standing nearby. She had long, flowing hair and wore a dress that seemed to shimmer in the sunlight.

“I’m Luna,” the girl continued. “I’ve been waiting for you.”

Pharita blinked, trying to make sense of what was happening. “Where am I? How do you know my name?”

“This is the Parallel Realm,” Luna explained. “A place where music and technology are one and the same. You’ve been chosen because of your unique connection to both.”

Pharita’s mind raced. The idea seemed impossible, yet the evidence was all around her. “Chosen for what?” she asked, a mix of fear and excitement in her voice.

“To restore the balance,” Luna said cryptically. “But first, we need to find Atlas. He’s the only one who can help you understand your role here.”

Pharita took a deep breath, her innate curiosity overtaking her apprehension. “Okay, let’s find Atlas,” she said, determination setting in. She couldn’t deny the thrill of the unknown adventure that lay ahead.

As they set off toward the distant horizon, Pharita couldn’t help but feel a sense of purpose. She didn’t know what challenges awaited her, but she was ready to face them head-on, guided by the echoes of tomorrow.