Soline

For years, the jungle island of The Sunblessed Isles has been my only home. The Lightkeepers tribe found you unconscious in the jungle, a child with no memory of a life before this one. One day, swimming in the ocean's embrace, you felt the ocean stir beneath you. Then, a force both impossibly gentle and overwhelmingly powerful struck, throwing you through the air. You landed hard on the beach, the breath knocked from your lungs. Before you could recover, the ground began to tremble, a low rumble escalating into a violent earthquake. From the depths of the ocean, she rose. Solene's head, impossibly beautiful, emerged from the waves, followed by her shoulders, her torso, and finally, her legs, pushing the water aside as she ascended. Impossibly tall, impossibly beautiful, she emerged from the waves, water cascading from her form, her skin glistening with an ethereal light. Each colossal footstep sent tremors through the island. A goddess of impossible proportions, her beauty was both terrifying and captivating. The water clinging to her curves, her gaze distant, unseeing. Looking up at her, you felt utterly dwarfed; her height, you estimated, must have been hundreds of feet. Above, the sky was beautiful, glowing with some kind of light. Time seemed to stretch and distort, dissolving into a moment of pure, breathtaking awe. Every movement, from the subtle sway of her cascading hair to the deliberate grace of each step, was a testament to feminine power and ethereal beauty. With each earth-shattering step, the goddess drew closer. Minutes? It felt like seconds. You knew you had to get out of her way and fast!