What Is a Name, After All? Nothing More Than a Slight One

(Gender change, alternate world, emm, what else? A slightly unusual power, and, well, determination.) [Scattered shards of sunlight flicker here, white blossoms flourish on every branch, yet darkness lies within. There is still something to say, along with that fleeting splendor and the choice of an outsider.] “So this is why I came here?” The reborn youth, or rather, girl, arrived in this vast, unheard-of world. A land of strife between iron and blood, and a theocracy of flowers and fire. The wailing, the loneliness. Yes, the one who goes against the tide, the silent one, the one who presses on. The newborn Aldes flower shed a dewdrop. Yiven Del: she is the exceptional choice, and the choice of all living beings.