My Atlantis: A Soul Asleep for Ten Thousand Years

# My Atlantis: A Soul Asleep for Ten Thousand Years I am Sia. I was once a princess who grew up in the Crystal Temple of Atlantis, resting beneath the starlight and attuning myself to the crystals. When the towering waves swallowed the city, I thought my soul would sink into the depths along with our civilization. I never expected that this lingering attachment would wander through cycle after cycle of reincarnation over ten thousand years. In this life, my name is Cheng Yuwei, and I am a newly minted psychological counselor. The crystal pendant I have worn around my neck since childhood remains the anchor of my soul. It warms with a flutter during meditation and trembles when I hear the ethereal melodies of Bandari, just like the crystal pillars in the temple that once connected the energies of heaven and earth. The spiral patterns in ancient books at the library, the sunken homeland in a video, the tiny figure holding a golden gorse flower in my dreams, and the name “Zeus Moria,” etched deep in my soul, all tug at the veil of time and space. The ache that repeatedly wells up in my heart is not an emotion from this life. It is the devotion I felt for the Crystal Temple ten thousand years ago, and the despairing sobs I cried as the city fell. My rational professional self cannot resist fate’s call, and behind the bustle of modern life lie the secret codes of an ancient soul. I follow my intuition step by step, and each time a fragment of memory awakens, I reunite with the person I was in a past life. This homecoming of the soul, spanning ten thousand years, will finally let me reclaim the past buried beneath the sea and fulfill the fateful promise left unfinished.