Given Form

Given Form
Aurav, a warrior lost for decades in a mysterious void, suddenly reappears in a world transformed. Her friends have aged, their lives moved on, and a new war looms. As she grapples with the grief of a sacrificed friend and the shock of a changed reality, Aurav must find her place in a future she never lived, all while navigating lingering threats and hidden truths. Will she adapt to a world that left her behind, or will the past consume her?

The world tilted, not physically, but as if the very fabric of reality had shifted beneath Aurav’s feet. One moment, she was on a cliff, battling for her life, the next, a blinding flash of light consumed her. When her eyes finally adjusted, the familiar grit and chaos of the battlefield were gone, replaced by the mundane order of a classroom.

Rows of desks, a large one at the front, and bright sunlight streaming through windows that seemed too clean, too innocent for what she had just endured. Teenagers, not soldiers, stared back at her, their faces a mixture of shock and confusion. A raw, guttural question escaped her lips, "What the hell?"

Her hand instinctively went to the hilt of her sword, still warm from recent conflict. It was bloody. Her clothes, too, bore the grim testament of battle. The stark contrast between her and this pristine, unsuspecting environment was jarring. A boy, Jason, dared to ask, "Who are you?"

Aurav’s voice, rougher than intended, shot back, "I asked first."