Phoenix Jade Affection

The world outside was a tempest of dark clouds, lightning, and torrential rain, but inside her room, Feng Zhijiu was lost in the pages of a novel on her phone.

Her slender form, still damp from a recent shower, was draped casually on a single bed, eyes glued to the screen. The room, sparse yet meticulously organized, was more library than living space, filled with towering bookshelves. It was her sanctuary, a quiet haven from the world.

Then, without warning, a blinding flash. A thunderbolt, not of this world, struck with devastating force, tearing through her room. The sound was deafening, shaking the very ground for miles around. But Feng Zhijiu knew none of it.

She was gone.

Hours later, in the heart of a dark, ancient forest, amidst the smoke and ash of a fresh impact, a body stirred. The heavy rain, still pouring, washed over her, chilling her to the bone. "...uh..." she groaned, her voice a fragile whisper against the storm. Her bones screamed in protest as she tried to move.

'So painful... What happened?'