The world trembled the moment Elara was born.
In the sacred halls of the Temple of Equinox, the High Priests felt the shift—a ripple through the threads of existence.
"The Keeper has returned," the eldest among them whispered, his voice laced with reverence and sorrow.
For centuries, the cycle remained unbroken. One Keeper was born, and the other had to die, offering their life to preserve balance.
Deep within the temple, Auron felt his strength wane.
His time had come.