The night was cool and the stars shone brightly for a long time while Kael was in the Celestial Chamber. An old building that has been a destination for a long time She couldn't breathe and the swamp wasn't fresh. The weight of the moment presses on or is like an invisible force. The shattered pieces of Aetherlock's structure came together – glowing softly. It pulses with a rhythmic power that seems hypnotic, or the rhythm of its own heart.
Behind that, with Lyara's voice, there was silence or silence.
"Cheguei bem na hora Kael," she said, words expressing her sweet emotion Kael couldn't place. "You know what you have to do."
Confusion and uncertainty swirled around it. He spent a lot of time looking for answers. But those answers are already in our hands. Everything he felt was valuable.
"I don't understand," Kael admitted, his voice barely a whisper. "What do you mean by what I have to do? I participated in all of this. But what does all this imitation mean for us?
Lyara's expression softened and she walked towards him. She stood up. Her hand trembled slightly as she gently placed the shard of our Aetherlock on. The ancient symbols carved on it seemed to make your senses tremble even more. How do they respond to his presence?
"You saw the picture, Kael," Lyara said, her eyes reflecting deep sorrow. "Like a star that once did not shine in the heavens. or the observer who rules or the universe…and for prophecy."
Kael felt an openness at the mention of the Watchers, the celestial beings who once ruled the heavens. Their power is so great that it threatens to consume humanity's existence. For centuries, the heavens have been locked away to protect the world from its wrath.
Lyara continued, her voice dropping to the point of sobbing. "There is a prophecy, Kael. Well, it was already told to the first Skyguard. My astonishing predictions guided every step of my research."
She paused, breathing shallowly, before speaking the words Kael didn't dare hear.
"Those who sleep with the stars will free their watchers or banish them forever."
When words stop between them It was so full of power that Kael could almost feel it vibrating in his bones. For a long time he remained in silence. The weight of the prophecy fell upon him. The idea that their dreams—pictures of a strange, impenetrable dark starry sky—could have such grand meaning was incomprehensible.
"But I don't understand," Kael muttered, his voice trembling. "How can I be or be unique? I'm just a girl, an orphan. I don't know where these sunhos come from. They are just... Flashes of light, colors, of something beyond my reach."
Lyara's appearance became even softer. "It's not just a dream, Kael. It's an Aetherlock connection, an artifact you carry around all the time. It is designed to provide a person with a 'key' that can unlock his powers. or the power to restore Or heaven... or release the Watcher."
Kael's pulse quickened as his mind raced to comprehend the enormity of what Lyara had said, or Aetherlock. It was an ancient item that he had unconsciously held for a long time. Hardly a key to the past. It is the catalyst that will determine the fate of the world.
"You…" Kael's voice hesitated. "You said I was the key. But I'm hardly me. How can I choose between releasing the Vigilantes or exiling them?"
Lyara's eyes darkened, and Kael saw something old and tired in his gaze. "Because you are no one, Cale. You are the last enemy of the Watchers, those who rebelled against them long ago. The first generation of Skyguard gave birth to those who fought to contain the Watchers. They knew what would happen one day. They know there needs to be a push or an Aetherlock."
Above Kael girou, his thoughts were confused and confused. Or are the last two enemies actually two vigilantes? He always thought of himself as an ordinary person. Someone who was just in the wrong place at the wrong time, but now Lyara's words painted a picture of a fate she didn't choose. But they were not born in any way.
"You were scratched before you were born, Kael," Lyara continued, her voice steady but filled with sadness. "The prophecy isn't just about your ability to open the Aetherlock, it's also about your identity. What is his blood? And the Endless School will be yours. Did you free the Watchers and restore their kingdom? Or use the Aetherlock to seal them away forever?
Kael felt sick to his stomach. The stakes are unimaginable. If he chooses to make mistakes If he unlocks the power of two Watchers, they will descend to Earth. And imaginary humanity cannot resist their power. But if he goes to school He sealed them away... He will really understand. Or is he trapped? What knowledge, what power, what truth is hidden in the vast stars?
Lyara pulled out, reaching over the last shard of the Aetherlock, the one Kael had found hidden in the rubble. Now she was pulsing. Responds to energy, not ar waiting for her master to activate her.
"You must go to school, Kael," she said softly. "And when you do this Will he be reborn or will he be condemned? There is no turning back."
Kael looked for the piece in his hand. which weighs more than ever The stars above him - bright and distant - seemed to whisper to him. Their ancient light shone. Encourage him to make decisions that will shape the future of the world.
But heaven, despite all its mystery and beauty, But still keeping a secret And Kael is about to unlock them.
A sob sounded. Not only in her mind. but also in her own soul. He heard the stars sing feel it sing Encourage to open the sky But what does releasing Vigilantes mean? Or is humanity's encounter devoid of fossils?
"I don't want to ruin everything," Kael whispered to himself. As his words became heavy "But I really couldn't lock it. We cannot live in a world where we pretend that God doesn't care."
Lyara seemed to sense her inner conflict. "There are consequences in every Kael school. I still try to leave things as they are."
Kael's eyes shifted from the fragments to the sky. There are many unanswered questions. Many mysteries surround the fall or etherlock and its watchers. He never asked for anything here. Never asked to be the key to heaven But when the weight of this school rested on his shoulders He realized that he could not turn back.
He read the words of an old legend - the story of the first Skyguard's desperate struggle to seal the Watchers to protect humanity from the wrath of the celestial beings. His sacrifice was enormous. In his moment of truth Can he live up to their legacy?
"Is there another way?" Kael asked below, his voice loud and full of possibilities. "Third school? Can we restore or hey without releasing the Vigilantes without losing everything?"
Lyara's eyes narrowed, her gaze scrutinizing and calculating, "Maybe, but this road isn't threshed. There is a third school, Kel. You will find it."
Kael's heart beat faster. Third school? This thought was a spark of hope and a shadow of doubt at the same time. If he could find a way to restore heaven and protect humanity from the two watchers. Will it be enough to bridge the gap between the Old World and the New World? Will there still be a way to write new prophecies, choose a path that no one dares to imagine?
He gripped the Aetherlock in his hand and for the first time in his life felt the burden of fate pressing down on him. Not just when I was a kid. But it was the power that could determine the fate of the sky, the stars, and the world below - - - but the cost of his decisions Whatever it is will be more than anything that he predicted
As Aetherlock hummed in his hand, Kael knew the fate of the world. both of the sky and the stars It's in his hands.
The question is nothing more than a choice to make. The question is, will he discover a path that no one else thought possible?
This expanded chapter delves into Kael's internal struggles and the impending choice between releasing or sealing the Watchers, introducing the possibility of a third school to prepare the ground for a more dramatic and less dramatic future. certain The story is based on the weight of prophecy. The connection between Kael and Aetherlock and the mystery of the past.