Kaelen's thoughts were racing as he murmured.
"That... that has to be it..."
He felt a surge of realization flood through him, its as if the pieces were finally starting to come together.
His mind drifted back to the tale Galandor had shared about the gods who were responsible for the creation of the Veil—Aurelion, Indra, Nythera, and Nihoros. The old elf had described how these beings once ruled over Aetheria, a unified realm. The supposed war between them had torn that realm apart, fragmenting it into pieces. But what if it hadn't been a war at all? What if the Veilkeeper had been trying to separate the gods, forcing each of them to govern their own realm?
'No... that sounded stupid. Unless...'
As the possibilities spun in his mind, Kaelen pressed his palm to the table, clenching his hand into a tight fist.
"Shit..."
