Chapter : [Prologue – The Firstborn Truth]
> "The world was not born from stars or gods, but from a forgotten scream that echoed through the void..."
Before men walked the earth, before fire licked the sky, twelve beings ruled a world without name.
They were called the Firstborn—neither gods nor mortals, but something in between. Each bore dominion over a concept: time, thought, hunger, silence, light, void, and more.
They crafted realms, shaped lesser races, and bathed in the power of Primordia—an ancient force that bends reality itself. But even they feared one truth: that they were not alone.
One among them, Vaelyr the Pale Flame, betrayed the others.
In a war that cracked the heavens, the Firstborn vanished, sealed away by their own creations in a vault of blood and memory. Their names were stricken from stone, their powers buried in mortal bones.
But power never stays buried forever...