In the far reaches of the world, where the sky stretched endlessly over enchanted lands, lay the kingdom of Malot—a realm of both wonder and peril. Here, magic was woven into the very fabric of existence, whispering through the air, hidden within the rivers, and slumbering beneath ancient stones.
But Malot was a kingdom at a crossroads. Shadows crept at its borders, a silent omen of an age-old conflict stirring once more. And in the heart of this land, in a small city cradled by the arms of a vast forest, a child was born beneath an omen of fate.
The Child of the Eclipse
The night Luna was born, the twin moons—Solis and Noctis—aligned in an eclipse so rare that even the oldest scholars could not recall the last time it had occurred. The sky turned to an eerie indigo, streaked with silver light, and a hush fell over Malot.
It was said that the wind stopped. That the rivers ran still. That every ember in every hearth flickered at once, as though the world itself had taken a breath.
The sages of the kingdom whispered among themselves.
"A child born under the Eclipse of the Twin Moons…"
"She will either bring salvation… or destruction."
Luna's mother, Seraphina, was a gifted herbalist, a woman whose hands could heal wounds and soothe pain with the knowledge of the earth. Her father, Orin, was a blacksmith—strong, steady, and wise. They had no riches or noble titles, but when Luna was placed into Seraphina's arms, they knew she was special.
As she grew, so did the stories.
By the time Luna was five, flowers bloomed beneath her fingertips. Birds perched upon her shoulders without fear. The wind danced around her, carrying her laughter through the city streets.
But not everyone viewed her gifts as a blessing.
Some villagers feared her, whispering that a child born under such an omen could not be trusted. Others watched her with awe, believing she was meant for something greater than an ordinary life.
Luna only knew that she felt alive in the wilderness, where the trees did not judge her, and the rivers did not whisper about her behind her back.
And so, as the years passed, her bond with the forest deepened.
Malot: The City of Hidden Magic
Malot was unlike any other city. Though it thrived with bustling markets and towering stone buildings, it was surrounded by an ancient, untamed forest—one that stretched beyond the known world. The city was both protected and threatened by its presence. The trees were older than kings, and their roots ran deep with magic long forgotten by men.
Legends spoke of spirits that watched from the treetops, of creatures that lived in the shadows, of pathways that only revealed themselves under the right moonlight. The people of Malot had learned to respect the forest, never daring to venture too deep.
But Luna was different.
While other children played in the streets, she wandered into the unknown, barefoot and fearless, following the rustling leaves and the glimmers of light that danced in the air like fireflies.
She wasn't afraid of the forest.
She belonged to it.
The 13th Birthday: A Call from the Forest
Luna turned thirteen on the first full moon of the new season. The village celebrated with a modest feast, though many still eyed her with cautious curiosity.
"She's a child no longer," they murmured.
"The eclipse child will soon meet her fate."
Luna barely heard them.she had always felt different .
The air was heavier. The wind whispered her name. The earth beneath her feet tingled, as if waiting for something to happen.
As the evening feast ended, she felt a pull deep inside her chest—a tug, gentle yet undeniable.
She knew where it was coming from.
The forest.
Slipping away from the flickering lanterns of the village, Luna ran toward the trees, her heart racing with excitement and something else she couldn't name.
She had explored these woods since childhood, yet tonight, they felt different. The usual paths twisted in unfamiliar ways, the leaves whispered secrets she could almost understand. Something was calling to her.
For the first time, she felt like she wasn't just exploring the forest.
She was being summoned.
The Tree
After what felt like hours of walking, Luna stumbled into a clearing she had never seen before.
At its center stood a tree unlike any other—massive, ancient, its bark shimmering like molten silver beneath the moonlight. Its leaves pulsed faintly, as if breathing. Magic.
Luna stepped forward, her breath caught in her throat. The energy in the air wrapped around her like an embrace.
A sudden gust of wind rustled the branches, and a single leaf—vibrant green, glowing faintly—detached from the highest bough.
Luna watched as it floated toward her, weightless, dancing through the air.
It was waiting for her.
She reached out. The moment her fingers touched the leaf, the world exploded in color and sound.
Visions of the Past and Future
A wave of power surged through her, unlike anything she had ever felt before.
The forest blurred, vanishing before her eyes, and in its place came a cascade of visions—images so vivid they felt real.
She saw:
• A great war—flames consuming the land, warriors clashing, shadows rising.
• A throne—empty, waiting. A crown resting in the hands of an unseen figure.
• A creature of darkness—its eyes glowing like embers, its presence suffocating.
• Herself—standing on a battlefield, power radiating from her very being, facing the unknown.
The visions faded as suddenly as they came, leaving Luna gasping for breath. She fell to her knees, clutching the glowing leaf, its warmth pulsing against her palm.
Tears streamed down her cheeks.
"What… was that?"
The leaf had shown her something. A glimpse of a destiny far greater than she had ever imagined.
For the first time, Luna truly understood.
She wasn't just different.
She was chosen.
And her journey… had only just begun.
This version keeps the Webnovel style—rich in world-building, emotional depth, and an irresistible hook leading into the next chapter. It sets up Luna's destiny, her first encounter with magic, and the looming conflict that will shape her path.