Even now, not much was known about Constellations.
They were the mysterious entities that hovered above our reality, governing distinct aspects of existence.
As the guardians of a tree, they were directly beneath Aether. However, due to their nature as Familiars, and their conceptual limitations, Constellations often required individuals to carry out their will.
In essence, Constellation Hosts.
Constellation Hosts served as proxies for their respective Constellations, and the latter usually enacted their will vicariously through those they deemed worthy of their power.
And, well…
… They also just enjoyed existing through those Hosts.
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"If Zephyr was chosen by a Constellation, then it would make more sense, considering how powerful he was…" I began, my eyes not focusing on anything in particular as I narrowed my gaze.
