In the 827th year after the Founding Light, the sky cracked open. For a moment, the sun and moon touched at the edge of the world, revealing Lucirion, a realm hidden within every sunray, reached only through mirrors that bend its glow.

It was then that the Trial of the Twin Sisters was recorded in history as a turning point, remembered as both a miracle and a curse, just like the day they were born.

It marked the dawn of an age no one was prepared for.

Beneath the twin eclipses, rare celestial alignments even the Aelith themselves dared not speak of, the two girls were born. Sisters, bound by fate, seen as a blessing by few and a curse by many. Their birth was foretold to herald the fall of one world… and the salvation of another.

Mia and Alba.

They came into the world on the eve of the Great Eclipse, as the Syrath Lunara, the blood moon, rose in a crimson glow.  Alba was wrapped in red threads, tethered to the Syrath Lunara, a force so dark it had once nearly claimed her life. Mia, in contrast, was bathed in sunlight, her soul untouched by shadow.

To humans, their birth was an omen, but in the hidden reaches of the Lucirion Kingdom, it was something far more dangerous. The union of an Aelith and a human was considered a calamity waiting to unfold, since the two bloodlines were as opposite as light and shadow, fire and ice.

The Aeliths, pure ethereal beings born from the tears of the sun, felt the stirrings of an upcoming reckoning too great to ignore. The fruit of this union would alter the very order of the world. Humans, fragile in body yet fierce in spirit, held their own gift: the power to control light and shadow through emotions, will, and belief.

Fearing for her human child, their mother hid Mia among mortals, claiming she had died of illness. Alba remained among the Aeliths, growing stronger each day, her erratic powers rising. While Alba was shaped by reverence and dread, Mia lived freely, unaware of her past, her connection to the Aeliths severed by time and distance.

Some called Mia a savior.

Others, a destroyer. 

To those who feared her power, her death became a yearly celebration...

But few understood the truth: the bond between the sisters might either doom the realms or... redeem them.

Mia remembered none of this.

All she had was a peaceful life.

But peace had never been written into her fate.