It began on a night that seemed ordinary. The Eternal Tree shimmered above, its branches glowing with silver luminescence, wrapping the heavens in peace. Evernight sat beside the cradle, humming softly as Celestara drifted in and out of slumber.
But then, the baby stirred. Her tiny horns glowed faintly, one pale like a fragment of heaven, the other dark as if it carried abyssal memory.
"Waaa.." She let out a cry, a sound innocent and small. Yet the world shuddered in response.
The balcony cracked. The stars above flared and dimmed as though they, too, had been commanded. The cradle lifted into the air, wrapped in spirals of chaotic light and shadow.
Evernight gasped, rushing forward. "Igaris! Something is wrong!"
Igaris was already there, his form materializing beside the cradle in less than a heartbeat. His blue eyes glowed brightly as he watched his daughter, his face calm but sharp with recognition.
