Long before Kael Ardyn drew his first breath, long before cities were torn by monsters or the sky itself cracked, the world had been ruled by balance—fragile, delicate, and meticulously maintained. Across the continents, empires rose and fell, but there were those who existed beyond kingdoms, beyond men, beyond even the memory of mortals: THE FIRST GUARDIANS. They were warriors chosen not by bloodline or fate, but by the very laws of reality itself, tasked to uphold the threads of existence against threats that humans could never comprehend. They wielded powers that bent the elements, reshaped landscapes, and even reached into time itself. Yet their greatest enemy was not the monsters they fought, but the corruption that crept into the world from forgotten dimensions, the cracks in reality that even the gods feared.
Legends say that during the WAR OF THE ECLIPSED SUN, the Guardians confronted the first wave of the UNBORN, creatures whose existence was erased from history because mortals could not survive remembering them. Entire cities vanished overnight; mountains crumbled as if swallowed by the void. And in the end, victory came at a terrible price: the Guardians sealed the Unborn, but their names were erased from every record, their monuments buried under layers of time. Only fragments remained—ruins, runes, and whispers in hidden texts. One could still feel their presence in places where the air shimmered with power, or where ancient weapons trembled under the touch of a human hand.
[The world believed it was safe.] But safety was an illusion. The threads the First Guardians had fought to protect were frayed. The creatures they had imprisoned were not destroyed; they slept, waiting for a hand foolish enough—or strong enough—to awaken them. And unknown to everyone, one such hand would rise in the distant future. A hand that would ignore warnings, defy laws, and eventually rewrite history itself.
Even in death, the Guardians left a warning carved into reality itself: "THE IRREGULAR WILL COME. THE WORLD SHALL BEND TO HIM, OR BREAK."
And so, long before Kael stepped into the streets of Aryavarta City, the stage was already set. History had begun its silent, patient ticking, waiting for the error that would shake existence to its very core.