Under the Scarlet Horizon, two stars were born. One carved from evil. One carved from goodness. Apparently among the realms, such an occurrence has only happened once before the Twelve Realms came into existence.
That event nearly destroyed existence itself on Blue Star… and thus from its ruins, the Twelve Realms or Continents were born.
Mortal Realm—Tianyue Continent
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On a full moon day in the Tianyue Realm, the Realm of Divination and Fate, a bad omen was recorded.
Bai Zhenzhu, Supreme Oracle of the Tianyue Realm, claimed to have seen the Scarlet star cast 2 stars together. This, she said, was proof enough of the prophecy she had long spoken of.
Every day, the Supreme Oracle, Bai Zhenzhu of the Starweaver Sect, is tasked with tending the celestial loom—threading constellations together to shield the future from calamity.
That night, beneath the full moon, she sat before her loom of starlight. Silken threads of destiny shimmered under her fingers—silver for fate, gold for fortune, crimson for chaos. She wove, as she always did, with quiet precision. But then... something shifted.
One thread trembled. Another snapped. And from the tapestry, the Scarlet Star bled through, casting two stars entwined—moving simultaneously, yet falling in opposite directions.
At that moment, Bai Zhenzhu shivered. Her loom quivered, threads scattered. Her eyes went blank, and for the first time in a thousand years, she faltered. So stunned was she, she couldn't speak. She collapsed onto the floor, surrounded by unraveling fate. The sight alone almost broke her.
When she regained her strength, she asked for ink and parchment. On a blank scroll, she dipped the feather into the ink, and splashed it onto the scroll and with trembling fingers… she wrote:
Today, under the Scarlet Horizon, two stars have been born.
They are of the same origin but do not dwell in the same place.
These two, born under this omen, shall either unify all realms…or shatter them completely just like MiFeng.'
"MiFeng??"
The name came out abruptly from the mouth of Tian Xu , master of the Starweaver Sect.
"MiFeng…?" Bai Zhenzhu's young apprentice repeated, eyes wide with confusion.
"Tu'er" Bai Zhenzu called her apprentice lightly.
She coughed a little blood.
"Master" Wei Wei called out as she rushed to hold her master.
"Master, you have regained your voice" she said as she handed her a petal to wipe the blood.
Bai Zhenzhu took the petal, pressing it lightly against her mouth.
"MiFeng… that was the name given to the two heavenly immortals, Jing Mi and Xu Feng, born under the Scarlet Moon, who by the help of the Five Holy Gods brought about the existence of the Twelve Realms," the Supreme Oracle murmured.
Her voice was weak, but steady.
She handed the blood-stained petal to her disciple.
Wei Wei supported her as she rose to her feet.
"Master Tian Xu," she said, coughing and coughing again.
"We must notify the other realms. If Mother Scarlet has allowed this… then the Heavens are moving."
Her eyes turned upward to the stars.
"You don't mean— No. I refuse to believe it," Master Tian Xu replied, his voice sharp and beard-stroking, more frantic now.
"But that is the only conclusion." Bai Zhenzhu's voice was firmer now.
"Why seek to unify the Twelve Realms now? For centuries, it was Heaven's decree to divide the sects."
Master Tian Xu's expression darkened. He kept stroking his beard—but with none of his usual wisdom.
After a lot of pacing and beard stroking, Master Tian Xu ordered for the prophecy written by the Supreme Oracle to be written multiple times.
After the copies were massively produced, it spread across all continents over the years.