Entwined in darkness

PAST

Before kingdoms rose and before swords were ever forged, there were only two realms-Luminara, where the light lived, and Umbryss, where shadows ruled. They had always existed, side by side, never crossing, never mixing.

But even in the earliest days, something stirred. Something the stars could not hide.

They say fate sleeps until it's woken... And on one fateful day, it did.

Two cries echoed across creation-one wrapped in light, the other swaddled in darkness.

In Luminara, the realm bathed in gold and grace, Queen Elyra labored beneath the high dome of the Sanctum Solis. Outside, the wind whispered through crystal trees, and the people waited.

When the child came, he did not wail. He opened his eyes-ocean blue, steady and silent. His skin was warm, kissed by the sun itself.

"Lucien," his mother breathed, voice cracked with awe. "Our light."

Aelion placed a trembling hand on his son's head. "He will be the shield of the realm... the Seraphon."

But even shields can be shattered.

Far beneath, in Umbryss, where the air tasted of ash and dreams were made of bone, Selene screamed into the stone halls of the Citadel of Whispers. Her voice tore through silence as ancient as time.

The child was born without sound. She opened her eyes, dark and endless, as if the night had been poured into them drop by drop. She stared straight into her father's gaze.

"Nyx," Selene whispered. "Daughter of shadow."

Lucifer stepped forward, his voice low and reverent. "No... Vhoralith. Her true name, older than breath itself."

Umbryss did not rejoice-but it listened.

And in the silence, the prophecy stirred...

"When Light bears a name and Darkness takes form,

when two stars fall in love across the divide,

the balance shall bleed,

and either the world will end in fire...

or begin again in flame."

Most dismissed it as legend. Just another tale among many.

But I remember. I watched them born. I watched the world shift.

And this... this is how it all began.