The night sky was calm. Waves brushed gently against the cliffs, singing an ancient song long forgotten. Beyond the sound of the sea, inside a hidden cave by the shore, a young man sat cross-legged in deep meditation. His breath was steady, eyes firmly shut — reaching into the earth, listening to the flow of energy that pulsed within it.
His name was Kael — a young Guardian, only a few years into his training under the elders before him. Though still young in age, his soul had matured, shaped by the heavy responsibility he carried. Flowing in his blood was an ancient oath: to protect the balance of this world… and one destined soul.
Then — a cry.
The cry of a baby.
It did not come from outside the cave. It was not the voice of a wild beast. It came from within him — through a magical bond woven long before his birth. Kael's eyes flew open.
"She's… been born."
Kael rose quickly, his heart pounding. He did not know where the baby was, but he knew exactly who she was. She was no ordinary child. She was Alani, the last heir of a hunted clan, wiped out for one reason alone: her power. Only she could find Nur-Elia, the ancient stone said to bend all creatures in Elvaria to its will.
Kael drew in a long breath. Tonight, he was no longer merely a Guardian. Tonight, he had become the protector of something far greater than himself.
With swift steps, he left the cave, letting the moonlight wash over his figure. The cold night wind touched his face, carrying with it the scent of the northern forest.
"Hold on, Alani. I'm coming."
Far away, deep in the silent forest beyond the realm of humans and fae, a baby girl lay cradled among the roots of an ancient tree, wrapped in a soft, blue glow. Her eyes were still closed, yet her fate was already carved into the stars — a destiny that would change the whole of Elvaria.