All life began from light.
But not just any light—two sacred radiances born from the womb of the Queen of the Universe herself: the light that warms the skies, called the Sun, and the light that embraces the silent night... I am the Moon.
We are two souls destined to guard the balance of the cosmos.
Yet even light cannot escape the shadows that lie in wait.
He saw us.
From the deepest chasm of emptiness, the Demon King—the ruler of the void, forever jealous of all that lives—watched us with eyes that knew no love. He needed no army. He sought no war. He only needed to bring down one figure: our mother, the Queen of All Life.
But our Queen is no goddess easily conquered.
Her radiance pierced the night, her voice echoed among the stars.
And yet, even the sun casts shadows. Even the purest love can leave a crack—and the Demon King knew exactly where to strike: in the hearts of her children.
His vile scheme took root in silence.
He crept first into the thoughts of my brother—the Sun, the firstborn, glorious in brilliance but fragile in desire and doubt. Whisper after whisper, he sowed uncertainty, diverted his steps, and blurred the line between light and will.
Mother realized it. Too late—but not too late to lose everything.
So I was sent away.
No embrace, no farewell. In silence, I was cast to the Earth.
Not discarded out of rejection, but exiled to save a light on the brink of collapse.
My brother remained under her protection. I... I was veiled from the sky, hidden in the shadows.
I grew among dying stars, peering into a world I did not know, holding a fate I did not yet understand. But my heart knew one thing:
If the Sun falls, I will be the next target.
Now the cosmos hangs by a thread of fate.
Light and darkness begin to seep into each other.
Truth dances with betrayal.
And I... I stand in the midst of it all.
As a witness. As a hope.
Or perhaps... as the final weapon.