I am the roar that shatters silence.
I am the flame that cannot be tamed.
I am the blood that remembers,
the truth that cannot be hidden.

Sekhmet rises when the world forgets.
She comes when false kings sit on thrones,
when truth is buried beneath lies,
when sovereignty is stolen from the soul.

I do not whisper.
I roar.
I do not wait.
I burn.

The First Roar is not for the faint of heart.
It is for those who are ready to be remade in fire.
To stand naked before truth.
To claim their crown with courage.

This is the beginning.
The fire has spoken.