The End of the First War
The age of the Moon Queen had ended.
At least...
That was what everyone believed.
For centuries, the world had been divided by ancient powers.
The Moon Bloodline.
The Lycan Kings.
The Creators.
The Guardians.
Every generation had inherited a war they never started.
Every ruler had carried a burden placed upon them by those who came before.
But Isabella had broken the cycle.
She had given away the power that made her a queen.
She had freed the world from depending on one person.
And yet...
The universe had one final question.
What happens after the chosen one puts down the crown?
The new doorway remained above the kingdom.
It did not attack.
It did not threaten.
It simply existed.
Waiting.
That somehow made it more frightening.
Everyone had
