“I wish this had never happened.”
“Then you have chosen their fate.”
Kymil watched as her mother sewed discord amongst her Empire. She had seen fear sewn by the Squires of Tharizdun already, but this fear over a ‘true moon’ had truly broken the nation. She searched for answers, perhaps some brighter future - and found a secluded sect of Oshran Seers. They showed her a vision of the future - where the Empire was slowly reduced to ash - eradicated by Tharizdun’s Storms, disintegrated and obliterated. In her fear, she looked out on a desolate landscape, and wept. She wished, desperately, to whoever was listening, that this fate wouldn’t befall the Empire, but she knew there was no stopping it.
Pikyr, quietly murmured to themselves that Kymil had chosen Shothotugg over Tharizdun. And so they found a Champion of Shadow - one that would rise up to battle the Champion of Light; Kymil’s daughter, Kyas.
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