Even the smallest star has the power to pierce the darkest sky.
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Scene: Star Blossom Garden – Solaris Palace
Beneath the twilight sky, young Lyriel Solmere wandered through the luminous Star Blossom Garden—a sacred ground said to bloom only under fated starlight.
The flowers pulsed softly, like breathing embers.
"I miss you, brother…" she whispered, crouching by a glowing petal.
Suddenly, the wind hushed.
The flowers began to shimmer brighter, forming constellations across the ground.
Pulse.
Her chest tightened. Her body lifted slightly into the air—eyes glowing silver and violet.
Symbols of Celestia Astra, the ancient star sigils, spiraled across her arms and forehead.
"Wh-What is… happening…?"
A voice echoed in her mind.
> "She who is born under the Moon's tear and Sun's gaze… shall bear the forgotten magic of the stars."
Lyriel gasped as an orb of light hovered before her—then shot upward, carving a streak of stardust through the sky.
The stars answered her.
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Scene: Deep Forest Caves – Unknown
Elsewhere, Kaelith Solmere stood shirtless, his body wrapped in bandages, training relentlessly under a waterfall infused with solar mana.
Each breath was controlled. Each swing of the blade sharper than the last.
His mentor, the ancient warrior Master Varn, stood nearby—his silver armor cracked with age, but his presence divine.
"You've walked the path of pain, boy. Now… walk the path of transcendence."
Kaelith dropped his blade.
Palms out.
He focused.
From his right hand, golden Solaris fire surged—raw, radiant, untamed.
From his left, cool silver Lunaris mist formed—sharp, calm, calculating.
They swirled together, clashing yet flowing.
"Sun and Moon reside within you," Varn said, eyes gleaming. "But only balance will unlock your third gate—Royal Magic."
Kaelith roared, driving the clashing energies into his chest.
BOOM!
A radiant pulse exploded from him. The waterfall split in half, his eyes glowing crimson gold. The earring shimmered brightly.
His mana veins lit up like constellations.
"I… I can feel it," he gasped. "There's no limit… only the horizon."
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Scene: Throne Room – Same Night
Queen Amariel, sensing a shift in fate, burst into Lyriel's chambers.
She found her daughter levitating midair—cosmic patterns forming a protective sigil around her.
"By the stars…" Amariel whispered. "The royal line… it's reawakening."
Tharion entered moments later, gaze fixed on the child of his blood, his silence deeper than ever.
"The heavens are choosing," Amariel whispered. "Not just between Kaelith and Vaeron... but now her, too."