Chapter 4: The Call of the Stars
That night, Juan couldn’t sleep easily. His grandmother’s words kept repeating in his head like an endless echo:
“True power isn’t in the strength of your fists… but in the strength of your heart.”
Eventually, exhaustion overtook him, and his eyes slowly closed.
Darkness surrounded him… but this time, it wasn’t an ordinary dream.
Juan opened his eyes and found himself standing in a space that seemed infinite. All around him was an immense void… but not an empty one. In every direction, constellations gleamed like jewels in the darkness, and galaxies danced around him as if the universe itself was breathing calmly.
And then, he saw them: the Mother Plates.
They were colossal, each one larger than a mountain, floating in the air like sleeping giants. Their symbols glowed with a faint golden light, pulsing steadily… like the heartbeat of something ancient.
—“Impressive, isn’t it?”
Juan spun around.
Standing before him was Her… The Mother.
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Her form wasn’t entirely human, yet her features were undeniably feminine. Her entire body was veiled in constellations that swirled and expanded over her skin like rivers of stars. Entire galaxies seemed to orbit within her presence, moving in perfect harmony. Her gaze, deep and infinite, locked onto Juan.
—“Who… who are you?” —Juan asked, unable to look away from her.
—“I am The Mother,” —she answered with a voice both soft and commanding—. “The guardian of destiny… and the witness of those who dare to change it.”
Juan took a step back, feeling overwhelmed by her presence.
—“Why am I here?” —he asked, his voice uneasy.
The Mother stepped closer, and the air seemed to shiver.
—“Because you are ready to change destiny.”
Juan frowned.
—“Change destiny?” —he repeated—. “No… no way. I’m nothing special.”
The Mother tilted her head slightly, her expression calm yet certain.
—“Aren’t you? Then why are you here?”
“I…” Juan hesitated. “And what if I don’t want this? What if I’m not ready?”
For the first time, The Mother smiled softly. It wasn’t a mocking smile or one of superiority… it was a smile of certainty, as if she already knew the answer Juan refused to accept.
—“Do you know why I’m so sure you will?” —she said with calm assurance—. “Because one day… you will come back here yourself and ask me to let you unite the Mother Plates. You will ask for that fate.”
Juan froze.
—“Why would I do that?” —he asked quietly.
The Mother’s smile faded slowly.
—“Because something is coming…” —her voice turned somber—. “Something that will change everything you know. So I suggest you start training… and strengthen your mind.”
Juan swallowed hard, a chill running down his spine.
—“When will it happen?”
The Mother took a step back and extended her hand, now glowing with light. In her palm appeared a small object… something Juan couldn’t quite make out. Before he could get a clear look, the object vanished in a flicker of starlight, and the scene faded into darkness.
Juan woke up in his room.
He gasped for air, his body drenched in sweat. He looked at his hands — trembling… yet something inside him no longer felt the same.
He walked downstairs and found his mother in the kitchen.
—“Are you okay, son?” —she asked, noticing his serious expression.
Juan took a deep breath and forced a smile.
—“I’m fine… I just had something on my mind.”
—“Well, don’t think too hard,” his mother laughed softly. “Sometimes the best thing to do is just follow what feels right.”
Juan nodded, but his thoughts were already elsewhere.
When he returned to his room, he stood by the window, staring out into the night. His gaze was different now… there was no fear in his eyes anymore — only something far stronger:
Determination.
—“I think it’s time…” —he murmured in a cold, quiet voice—. “I think it’s time to face my destiny.”
The night seemed darker than usual, as if the universe itself knew that everything was about to change.
