Thump! Thump! Thump!
The echo of a beating heart spread to every corner of the universe, slowly rising in tempo until all sentient beings could hear it. At first, people were confused, but before they realized it, they started to cry; they didn't know why, but the tears wouldn't stop falling—even for most Mortal Cultivators.
"Mother." That single word echoed from the mouths of countless individuals. No one knew who said it first, but soon it spread everywhere. And as soon as someone uttered it, a deep sense of longing, loss, and hope ignited in the heart of all sentient beings. And then, they understood.
Their mother, creator, and guardian—the one who sacrificed herself to protect them and the world—she wasn't gone. She lived — weakened, but alive. And now, she had returned; she abandoned her role as a silent guardian to once again stand in front of them, protecting them from the rain.
