Akunna's sleep was deep and profound, her mind was alive with visions. She found herself standing in the Imo River, the water swirling around her ankles. The sun beat down upon her face, and the air was thick with an otherworldly presence. She felt a strange energy coursing through her veins, as if the river itself was alive and communicating with her.
As she waded deeper into the river, a figure emerged from the shadows. It was a woman, tall and statuesque, with skin as dark as...