The light was spotty, like thousands of fireflies dancing. Eventually, it converged into one.
The form of an elder materialized from the unified beacon of light.
The elder was draped in a blue robe, his hair and beard a stark white, projecting an air of kindness and wisdom. He gazed into the distance, lost in thought.
After a contemplative quarter-hour, he broke the silence, saying, "Her energy lingers. Should all be as it seems, he's her child..."
He paused and said heavily, "Fate and destiny have led you to the path of cultivation, for you seek salvation for your parents... Yet, do you comprehend the finality of your choice?"
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