prologue
Several years ago, in the dawn of time when the gods still whispered to the wind, a prophecy was born. This prophecy has been whispered amongst generations. A lunar oracle, known for her wisdom, foretold the coming of an event which seemed unbelievable to the ears. The moon , a symbol of balance and harmony, which bound all the supernatural creatures together, would scatter, plunging the world into chaos.
The specific words were told as tales to the upcoming generations " The moon's fragmentations shall herald the return of the ancient ones". " A time of darkness and light when the very fabric of reality is torn apart. Two souls which are bound by fate and forbidden love shall hold the key to restoration.
But it seemed this tale became lost in tim
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