In the beginning, there were no boundaries. Supernaturals and humans walked the same earth, sharing its skies, rivers, and firelight. But harmony rarely lasts. Fear took root in human hearts—fear of claws, fangs, wings, and magic. Fear of what they could not understand. And fear, when fed, always turns to hate. The war that followed was merciless. Centuries of blood soaked the soil, staining earth and sky alike. Though the supernaturals wielded gifts of unimaginable power, the humans were relentless. With sheer numbers, iron weapons, and ruthless cunning, they drove their enemies to the brink of extinction. In desperation, the Gemini Twins—sisters of ancient witchcraft—bound their magic together and tore open the veil of worlds. From their sacrifice was born the Celestial Realm: a sanctuary hidden from human eyes, a kingdom where supernaturals could finally live without fear. Peace, at last, seemed possible. But peace is fragile. One of the Gemini broke the oldest vow—she gave her heart to a human. From their forbidden love came daughters, twins once more, blessed with a power that could rival their foremothers. Their existence was seen as a threat. Regina, proud sister to the Gemini, watched the throne slip from her grasp and vowed it would never pass to her half-human nieces. Crown and crown alone mattered. And Regina would drown worlds in fire and shadow before she surrendered it.