Prologue
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Prologue
When the Stars Fell
Long before the world forgot its magic...
Before abilities became gifts to be feared.
Before kingdoms crumbled into myths.
There existed a realm where the stars themselves answered to those chosen by fate.
It was known as Astralis.
A kingdom unlike any other.
Its skies shimmered with constellations that never faded. Crystal rivers flowed with celestial light, and every citizen possessed an extraordinary ability gifted by the Aether—the ancient force believed to be the origin of all power.
At the heart of Astralis stood the royal family.
The Starborn Dynasty.
For generations, they protected the balance between the Human Realm and the Veiled Realm, ensuring that power never fell into the wrong hands.
Peace endured for centuries.
Until greed found its way into the throne room.
One betrayal.
One broken oath.
One king who desired power beyond what the stars had ever intended.
The night the kingdom fell, the heavens burned.
The stars vanished behind crimson clouds.
The royal palace was consumed by war.
Families were torn apart.
Heroes became legends.
And a single child disappeared without a trace.
To protect her, memories were buried.
A name was erased.
A destiny was sealed away.
The world believed the Starborn bloodline had ended that night.
History recorded the kingdom as lost.
The survivors learned never to speak its name.
But prophecies have a way of outliving those who write them.
An ancient legend whispered of a child whose heart would awaken with the light of the stars—a child destined to unite divided realms or bring about their destruction.
No one knew whether the prophecy promised salvation...
...or catastrophe.
So the world waited.
Years turned into decades.
Decades became centuries.
The kingdom faded into myth.
The war became a bedtime story.
And the child destined to change everything grew up believing she was nothing more than an ordinary girl.
She laughed.
She argued.
She dreamed.
She had no idea that every step she took brought the forgotten past closer to the present.
Because somewhere beyond the veil...
Old enemies had never stopped searching.
Ancient promises had never been broken.
And the stars...
Had never stopped watching.
This is not the story of how the world ended.
It is the story of the girl who refused to let it.
Her name...
...is Fin.
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