The Keepers, their ethereal forms shimmering faintly in the
moonlight filtering through the grotto’s entrance, gestured towards the massive crystal shard embedded within the spring. It pulsed with a soft, rhythmic light, a mesmerizing beacon in the otherwise dim cavern. But its beauty was deceptive; the Keepers had warned them about the insidious nature of the curse, its power to corrupt even the most beautiful things.
"The crystal," one of the Keepers, a being whose voice seemed woven from the very fabric of the earth itself, began, "is not merely a conduit of power. It is the prison, the very heart of Serenity's curse. Within it resides the essence of the malevolent entity that plagued your realm for centuries."
The Keepers revealed a history that was both ancient and terrifying. They
