Chapter 97 Kane’s JourneyBegins

　　Third Person POV 　　It started in a dream. 　　Or maybe it wasn’t a dream. Maybe it was something more. 　　Kane stood alone in a field that didn’t exist—stars overhead brighter than anything he’d ever seen, grass silver beneath his feet, wind moving like breath itself. No walls. No ruins. Just silence. Stillness. 　　Then, her voice. 　　Soft. Familiar. Sharp as ever. 　　“You’re not done yet.” 　　He turned around. 　　And there she was. 　　Caitlyn stood across the field, hands behind her back, wearing the same black jacket she used to wear when he was little. Her hair was longer now, and her eyes—they weren’t glowing like the Moonborn Queen. They were just his mom’s eyes. 　　Warm. A little tired. Fierce. 　　“Mom,” he whispered. 　　She smiled. “Hi, sweetheart.” 　　He didn’t run to her. He didn’t cry. He just stood there, drinking her in like he was afraid she’d vanish if he blinked. 　　“Is this real?” he asked. 　　“Does it matter?” she said. 　　“I… I don’t know what to do anymore,” he admitted, his voice