Dearest Sage,
I hope this message finds you in good health, though I fear the circumstances will soon prove otherwise. There are things you need to understand, truths that have been kept from you—not only about this world but about yourself.
The world you find yourself in is teetering on the edge of danger, its balance threatened by a false god. This entity has woven a web of lies and illusions, and it feeds on the faith of those who blindly follow, distorting the very fabric of reality. If left unchecked, this false god will plunge everything into chaos.
Your connection to the Brugmansia flower runs deeper than you realize. It is not merely a barrier you passed through or a fleeting symbol in your life. This flower is tied to your fate and to the legacy your mother left behind. She understood its power and the role it plays in what is to come.
To begin understanding, I urge you to open the notebook that belonged to your mother. You must have felt it—its significance. Go to the first picture within its pages. There you will find something she intended for you to see, something only you can comprehend.
If you seek further answers, I will be waiting for you in the castle's secret room. You must come alone. The path ahead is dangerous, and there are those who cannot be trusted.
Be wary, Sage. You are far more important to this world than you realize, and your choices will shape what is to come.
With great care,
Lux