Born under an ominous eclipse, two boys-one of light, one of shadow-share a bond deeper than blood. Raised as brothers, they grow up inseparable, bound by friendship, love, and an unshakable loyalty. But destiny is cruel. One is fated to become the world's savior, the other its destruction. As dark prophecies stir and forgotten evils rise, the boys must navigate a world that fears what they may become. Their choices will shape the fate of all, but when the truth of their origins is revealed, will their brotherhood withstand the weight of destiny? Or will they be forced to face each other as mortal enemies in a battle that will decide the fate of the world? In a story of friendship and fate, love and loss, two souls are destined to rise-only for one to fall.
Chapter 1 Prologue:The Eclipse ofFate
The war of gods and devils had ended ten thousand years ago, but the scars it left upon the world had never truly healed.
In the final battle of that war, the God of War, the mightiest of the Divine Lords, had shattered his own inner core to vanquish Azir, the greatest of the devils. The demons had been driven into the abyss, and peace had returned to the land. Yet, in the wake of that victory, the Eternals-immortal warriors blessed with divine power-had sworn an unending duty: to hunt down the remnants of the evil race and ensure that the horrors of the past would never return.
But fate was a cruel master.
Jalil, the master of the Eternals, had long foreseen that peace was an illusion. In his visions, he saw the darkness rise again. He saw a world bathed in flames, cities turned to dust, and the heavens torn asunder. At the center of it all, he saw a boy-no, two boys. One shrouded in light, the other in shadow. And he saw Azir reborn, stronger than before.
For the first time in centuries, he felt fear.
The Mission That Changed Everything
Two warriors walked side by side through the ruins of an abandoned temple, their footsteps echoing in the silence. Elias and Vaelin, two of the greatest warriors of the Eternals, had fought together for decades. They had faced countless battles, stood against monstrous foes, and always emerged victorious.
But tonight, something felt wrong.
"The air is thick with malice," Vaelin muttered, gripping the hilt of his sword. His crimson cloak billowed behind him as he stepped over a fallen pillar. "Something is watching us."
Elias, ever the cautious one, scanned the darkness. His golden armor, marked with the sigil of the Divine Lords, gleamed under the pale light. "Jalil's orders were clear," he said. "An ancient demon lurks here. We eliminate it, and we return."
They continued forward, weapons drawn. The temple was ancient, its walls inscribed with forgotten prayers. But those prayers had long since lost their power, for darkness had already taken root here.
Then they heard it.
A whisper. A voice, hollow and cruel.
"You are too late."
The shadows surged forward. From the darkness, a monstrous entity emerged-a creature of nightmares, its form shifting like smoke, eyes burning with the fires of the abyss.
The battle was swift. The warriors fought like legends of old, their swords flashing, divine power clashing against abyssal might. But the demon was stronger than they had anticipated.
Then it struck.
The beast lunged at Elias, its claws aiming for his heart. But before it could reach him, Vaelin stepped in its path. The claws pierced through his chest. Blood splattered across the stone floor.
"NO!" Elias roared, cutting the demon down in a single, devastating strike. The creature howled as its form was consumed by holy fire, but Elias barely heard it. He was already kneeling by his friend's side, his hands pressing against the wound.
"Stay with me, Vaelin!" he begged.
Vaelin coughed, blood staining his lips. But he smiled. "It seems... I finally beat you to something, old friend."
"Don't say that," Elias growled. "You're not dying. I won't allow it."
But Vaelin knew the truth. He could already feel the cold creeping in. His strength was fading. He reached up, gripping Elias's wrist with surprising strength.
"My wife... she carries my child," he whispered. "Promise me... promise me you'll protect them."
Elias clenched his jaw, his vision blurring with unshed tears. "I swear it."
Vaelin exhaled a final breath. His grip loosened. His body went still.
Elias let out a cry of anguish that shook the heavens.
A Night Without a Moon
Weeks passed, but Elias did not rest. He kept his promise. He brought Lyria, Vaelin's pregnant wife, to safety. But fate was not done with him yet.
One stormy night, as the winds howled outside, Lyria and Elena, Elias wife went into labor. The labor was enveloped in pains for lyria, and as she pushed with her last ounce of strength, in desperation as though this was her last chance at doing something great, She screamed in pain, her body too weak to survive the ordeal..
And by the time the crying of a newborn filled the room, Lyria was gone.
Elias was shattered. He had lost his brother-in-arms. He had lost Lyria. And now, he was left with a child-Vaelin's son.
But fate's cruelty did not end there.
Just as the both babies let out their first cry, the sky darkened unnaturally. The moon vanished from the heavens, leaving only an abyssal void where its light should have been.
The world trembled.
The seers whispered in fear. The stars flickered as if mourning.
And Jalil, watching from the great temple, knew.
The prophecy had begun.
The Words of the Seer
The next day, Elias was summoned before Jalil. He arrived carrying both infants-one in each arm.
Jalil, ancient and wise, gazed upon the two newborns with solemn eyes. One child radiated a faint warmth, his presence soothing. The other... the other carried something else. A shadow that loomed just beyond sight.
Jalil sighed and placed a hand on Elias shoulder. "One of these boys will carry the mantle of the Divine Lord. The other... he will bear the soul of Azir, the bringer of the end."
Elias stiffened. "How can you be sure?"
Jalil looked up at the sky, where the moon had yet to return. "Because the heavens have already spoken."
Elias looked down at the two infants-his son and Vaelin's. They were innocent. Unknowing.
Yet one of them would bring salvation.
The other, destruction.
And the world would never be the same again.
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