Before the endless war between light and darkness, before the realms were fractured, there was a single, unified world known as Elyndra. It was a realm of unparalleled beauty, where mortals, spirits, and divine beings coexisted in harmony under the watchful gaze of the Eternal Balance—a force that governed all existence.
At the heart of Elyndra stood the Celestial Tree, a towering marvel whose roots stretched deep into the earth and whose branches touched the heavens. The tree was the source of all life and magic, its golden fruit granting wisdom and power to those deemed worthy. For centuries, the balance was maintained, and peace reigned.
But peace is fragile, and ambition is a flame that cannot be easily extinguished.
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The Rise of Zevaris
In the shadows of Elyndra, a demon lord named Zevaris began to rise. Born of the abyss and forged in hatred, Zevaris sought not peace but domination. He believed the Eternal Balance was a lie—a shackle placed upon the strong to protect the weak.
Zevaris amassed an army of demons, creatures born from the corruption of the abyss. He promised them power, freedom, and a world where strength would reign supreme. With his forces, he launched an assault on the Celestial Tree, seeking to claim its power for himself.
The gods, protectors of Elyndra, descended from their celestial thrones to defend the tree. Among them was Solyra, the Goddess of Light, whose radiance was said to rival the sun. She led the charge against Zevaris, her golden blade cutting through the darkness.
The battle was fierce and unrelenting, lasting for centuries. Mortals, too, were drawn into the conflict, their kingdoms divided between those who sought to aid the gods and those who fell under Zevaris's sway.
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The Fracture
The war reached its climax when Zevaris, wielding a forbidden power from the abyss, struck a fatal blow to the Celestial Tree. The tree shattered, its golden fruit scattering across the realms. The roots of the tree tore through Elyndra, splitting the world into countless fragments, each becoming its own isolated realm.
This event, known as The Fracture, marked the end of Elyndra and the beginning of chaos. The Eternal Balance was broken, and the realms descended into anarchy.
In the aftermath, Zevaris retreated to the Abyssal Realm, where he established his dominion, waiting for the day he could reclaim the scattered fragments of the Celestial Tree. The gods, weakened and scattered, struggled to maintain order, their influence waning in the mortal world.
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The Prophecy of the Chosen
Amid the despair, a prophecy emerged, whispered by the remnants of the Celestial Tree:
"When the realms are shrouded in shadow, and the light flickers like a dying flame, two souls shall rise—one of the abyss, and one of the stars. Together, they shall mend what was broken or shatter it forever."
The prophecy spoke of two individuals, bound by fate, whose choices would determine the future of the fractured realms.
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The Abyssal Realm
In the Abyssal Realm, Zevaris ruled with an iron fist. His domain was a twisted reflection of Elyndra, a place where darkness thrived and the weak were consumed. The demons under his command lived in constant fear and reverence of their lord.
It was in this realm that Azeron, the youngest son of Zevaris, was born. Unlike his siblings, Azeron possessed a spark of humanity—a remnant of the mortal soul he once was. This spark made him an anomaly in the Abyssal Realm, a fact that did not escape his father's notice.
Zevaris saw potential in Azeron, a tool to further his ambitions. He tasked his son with a mission: to venture into the mortal realms and claim the soul of a warrior destined to oppose him.
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The Mortal Realm
Meanwhile, in the fragmented Mortal Realm, humanity struggled to survive. Kingdoms rose and fell, their leaders vying for power in a world that no longer had the gods' protection.
It was in one of these kingdoms that Lyra, a warrior from another world, was summoned. A skilled fighter with an unyielding spirit, Lyra was chosen by a desperate king to aid his people against the encroaching darkness. Unbeknownst to her, she was the warrior spoken of in the prophecy—the one whose soul held the key to restoring the realms.
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The Meeting of Fates
When Azeron and Lyra's paths crossed, neither understood the full weight of their encounter. Azeron, torn between his father's orders and his own humanity, found himself drawn to Lyra's strength and determination. Lyra, unaware of Azeron's true nature, saw him as an unlikely ally in her fight against the darkness.
But as the shadows of Zevaris's influence spread across the realms, the fragile bond between Azeron and Lyra would be tested. Secrets would be revealed, choices would be made, and the prophecy would come to life.
Would they mend the fractured realms or plunge them into eternal darkness?
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End of Prologue