Amid a vast expanse of void, a figure sped through a Portal formed of High-Dimensional Energy.
The figure was a young woman with beautiful shoulder-length white hair, fair skin, flushed cheeks, a straight nose, thin well-shaped lips, and a tall, slender frame. Dressed in leather Witcher gear with a sword at her waist, she looked sharp and spirited.
Her name was Ciri, born of royal blood. She was the daughter of Nilfgaard Emperor Emhyr var Emreis and Cintra Princess Pavetta, as well as the granddaughter of Calanthe, the Lioness of Cintra.
But she did not like that identity. She preferred another one—the adopted daughter of Geralt of Rivia, the Witcher.
As for why she was here now, in this bewildering void, that had to do with the Elder Blood.
She was a Source, possessing an uncontrollable and formidable magical talent, as well as the inheritor of the Elder Blood. This allowed her to travel through space and time, earning her the title Lady of Space and Time.
The Elder Blood possessed tremendous power, but she had not mastered it, and evil forces coveted that power as well.
The Wild Hunt—a group of elves from another world.
The leader of the Wild Hunt had killed the king of the Elven Kingdom and temporarily ruled over it. They wanted to capture Ciri and take her blood, allowing them to travel across different realms, strengthen their magic, and consolidate their rule.
Ciri was no match for the Wild Hunt at present, so she could only flee. Just moments ago, the Wild Hunt had found her again, forcing her to initiate a spatial leap and flee to an entirely new world to escape their pursuit.
Just as Ciri wondered what the next world would be like and what kind of power system it possessed,