Except none of that happened. She never took the totem back to her place. As soon as her hands closed upon it, she realized that. When her skin made contact with the figure, she was incapable of letting it go. A flood of pure energy barrelled into her body. A bombardment of mystical power that would alter the course of humanity's history. Kira felt the power, that raw essence of magic, submerge and engulf every cell within her body. She could feel every parcel of it, more intimately than she had ever thought possible. And this magic made one with her body, altering it irrevocably. It phagocytosis, it consumed it. Yet it did not reduce it to a mere element of the void. On the contrary. It made one with it. The totem had accepted jKira and as a due response, it would welcome her with just as much pleasure. Kira's body shone, her hair floated as if she was under the sea and her eyes were akin to two beacons of light. How appropriate, for one who would soon guide humanity upon its new path.
"DO YOU ACCEPT YOUR NEW ROLE AND PATH, CHILD?" BOOMED THE ESSENCE.
Instinctively she nodded and said yes with all her heart. Whatever it could be, this new role, she would fulfil it, and gladly. Anything to sense that torrent of mystic mysteries and commune with it.
"THEN BE THE FIRST DRAGON CHILD YET THE MOTHER OF ALL OTHERS. BE WORTHY OF YOUR NEW ATTRIBUTES AND YOU SLAA MNERIT YOUR QUEENLY STATUS AND CULT."
At once Kira's body changed. Scales of gold erupted upon her body and her eyes glowed like rubies. She developed talons and two gigantic wings sprouted from her shoulder blades. A tail came into existence from her lower back, long and lashing. Before long she was an 8-meter tall golden dragon, fierce and determined, the totem shrunk and hanging as a pendant around her neck. Kira felt at ease immediately. She knew what she had to do. Transform the world through the mystical force coursing through her veins. This world was sick. Diseased. So she was going to cleanse it and return it to its primordial paradise state. She would render it magnificent and lush again. And humans would be dragons, forming diverse and hopefully wiser societies. She'd transform them all and burn to a crisp those who might even try to stop her. She'd make life better for all and usher in a new age. An age of dragons, with her as the first and primordial one, to whom all other would pay homage. But she'd be a just and benevolent ruler.
But before all this, she had a world to transform.