The engine roared to life with a deafening hum, ancient gears turning in perfect synchronization as they had for centuries. It was a machine of paradoxes: at once old and new, its origin lost to time but its power undeniable. In the hidden chambers of a forgotten fortress, a group of scholars—descendants of an ancient bloodline—gathered around the relic, waiting for its activation.
They called it the Ancestral Engine. It was said to hold the key to unlocking a dormant force buried deep in the human genome. A force that could rewrite the course of history itself. A force born from the blood of ancestors who had long since passed, yet their echoes lingered in the marrow of their descendants.
For centuries, the secret of the Engine had been passed down through generations, from one bloodline to the next. They guarded it, fearing what might happen if it were unleashed. Now, the time had come. The current heir, Angel, stood at the threshold, ready to activate the Engine that had been designed to tap into the untold potential locked within the deepest recesses of her genetic code.