The sun rose over the jagged peaks of the Tundra, casting long, pale shadows across the snow, but for Kael, there was no warmth in the light. He stood naked on the frozen shore, the icy wind biting at his skin, clutching nothing but a jagged Rock. This was the way of the world—the cycle of the Reborn.
She caught it, her eyes wide. "Kael, no!" booga booga reborn
The Totem was the objective. With it, one could summon the ultimate power. The dominant tribe, the "Void Reapers," was seconds from claiming it. The sun rose over the jagged peaks of
"Welcome, Booga Booga," she said, her voice like music. "You have been reborn." pale shadows across the snow