(1st Excerpt from the Manuscript of the Chronicles of Arlen Sharim)

✨ The weight of Zhyndor’s history hung over the library, as if each shelf was filled not only with books, but with lives and destinies intertwined in time. The faint light emanating from the pages seemed to caress the ancient knowledge, reflecting the immensity of an ancient and incomprehensible world, which was waiting to be revealed. The silence of the Library of the Stars was the guardian of Arlen Sharim’s lost legacy. The history was not only contained in pages and words; it was alive, pulsing in the air, waiting for someone worthy of understanding.

Every word written in this manuscript, every fragment rescued, was loaded with mysteries that still echoed in the skies and land of Zhyndor. Kai's own destiny was intertwined with the story his grandfather had begun to tell, a story that was already much bigger than he had imagined. The stars that had illuminated Arlen's journey were now also watching Kai. And so, his grandfather's search became his own.

🌀If these words have reached you, then time has followed its course and destiny, capricious as always, has decided that my story should not be lost in the echoes of the past. But know this: this is not just a story. These are not mere events arranged on pages yellowed by time. This is a legacy.

Eons ago, the stars whispered secrets to those who knew how to listen. Among them was Zhyndor, a world where magic is not a gift, but the very essence of existence. Among its kingdoms, empires rose, kings fell, and the fate of peoples was written in the heavens and on earth. If you wish to understand what came before your era, your family's legacy, my grandson, you must know of those who shaped the foundations of this world. Of the descendants of the kingdom of Aethopia... Luthorians, the pure race, the incorruptible, Aethorians, whose white skin and celestial wings made them children of the heights. Of the Lurians, the guardians of the forests who could hear the whisper of the trees. Of the Nomads of the Abyss, children of the desert who walk among legends and shadows. And of those who took refuge in the depths, in Aurion, the city hidden between the veils of the unknown.

But most of all, you must understand that each of these peoples carries secrets that shaped the destiny of Zhyndor... and will still shape yours.

If you have found this manuscript, then something has awakened. The prophecy still echoes. The answers I sought, the mysteries that unraveled my path... now belong to you.

Are you ready to know what came before?

Arlen Sharim, The Seeker!

Foreword: The Legacy of the Stars

The year 15690 A.D. marks the chronology of this story...

The Legacy of the Stars

Zhyndor is not a planet like any other. Bathed in the silvery light of two twin moons, Lyrion and Zephyr, that dance in the sky like eternal lovers, this world is a place of incomparable beauty and profound mysteries. Its lands are vast and varied, divided into seven continents, each with its own wonders, peoples, and dangers. Here, magic is not just a force; it is the very essence of life, woven into the air, the land, and the waters.