The sky tore open like a wound, spilling crimson light across the trembling mountains. Winds shrieked with fury, oceans clawed at the shores, and the earth itself buckled under the weight of despair.
At the center of the chaos, a shadow arose—a darkness so vast it devoured the horizon. It was Nihil'Veyra, the Eternal Veil, whose whispers shattered minds even before its form could be seen.
> "Fools… mortals dare to challenge eternity?"
Lightning cracked across the sky. Fire danced atop the mountains. And amidst it all, five figures stood defiant.
Aurelion the Radiant, Light Essence incarnate, radiated brilliance that could blind armies. His sword glowed like the first dawn, a spear of pure sunlight aimed straight at despair.
Beside him, Ignivar the Flameborn summoned infernos that turned oceans into steam, flames carving battlefields with precision and rage.
Umbraxis the Veil, cloaked in living shadows, moved like a predator, striking where none could see, feeding on the void itself.
Mirelda the Mindweaver, her hands weaving impossible sigils, created illusions and psychic barriers to protect the warriors and confuse the Eternal Veil.
Finally, Kaelen the Eternal, shaper of abstract laws, wrapped the battlefield in chains of impossible geometry, bending reality to slow Nihil'Veyra's movements.
The first wave of darkness slammed into them. Mountains shattered beneath the strike. Rivers boiled in an instant. The Five Demigods responded with all they were, every ounce of their essence pushed to the edge.
Aurelion raised his blade, the Dawnblade, and shouted:
> "We are but men… but men can leave legacies! Even if we fall, our will binds you here!"
Time slowed as the five warriors unleashed a combined strike. Light clashed against shadow, fire roared against psychic wards, reality itself twisted under Kaelen's chains. Nihil'Veyra bellowed, a sound that splintered the very air, shaking stars from the heavens.
One by one, the Demigods fell. Their bodies turned to ash, their last sparks igniting the final seal. Only Aurelion remained standing, blood streaked across his radiant armor. Sweat, blood, and essence mingled in a storm of power.
With a cry that carried across time itself, he plunged the Dawnblade into the center of the emerging seal.
> "Begone! For the sake of tomorrow!"
The shadow screamed as it was drawn into the abyss, its form locked away, imprisoned by the combined sacrifice of five legends. Silence fell. Mountains mended, oceans calmed, skies cleared—but the air still hummed with the echo of what had been lost.
And in that moment, the world learned to whisper the names of the Five Demigods:
Aurelion, Ignivar, Umbraxis, Mirelda, Kaelen.
Names that would echo for centuries, names that would become legend, and names that would one day awaken in the body of a boy named Mael Styl.
The Eternal Veil was sealed… but its stirrings were inevitable.
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