"The Chains of the Sky and the Enforcer Below"
In the beginning, the gods warred not against each other - but against themselves.
Long before men wrote laws or carved kingdoms into stone, the skies were ruled by celestial beings - immortal, radiant, and terrible in their beauty. They were not gods in the way mortals imagined. They were desires given form. Madness wrapped in elegance. Love so pure, it bled into obsession.
Five of them stood above all - five Celestial Brides, daughters of the Great Ether, each born from a different element of creation: Flame, Moon, Silence, Blood, and Time. Together, they possessed the power to birth worlds - or destroy them with a whisper.
They loved only one thing.
Him.
A man forgotten by history. A name erased from every scroll. Their Beloved, whose existence brought them purpose - and madness.
But the world could not survive the passions of divine women.
Thus, the ancient pantheon created the Celestial Chains - ethereal bindings forged in the final breath of a dying god - and sealed the five brides away in the deepest prison the cosmos could birth: the Astral Vault, hidden between time and memory.
Eras passed.
Gods fell. Empires turned to ash. Magic waned.
And the age of Hunters and Enforcers began.
Today, the vast and single continent of Elyndros thrives under the cold order of the Hunter Guilds, organizations of adventurers, mercenaries, and peacekeepers trained to hunt and eliminate beasts, monsters, and rogue creatures born of ancient magics.
At the edge of society stand the Enforcers - the lowest-ranked class of hunters, tasked with maintaining peace in cursed lands, exterminating minor threats, and patrolling forgotten ruins.
Enforcers are underpaid. Undervalued. And expendable.
Which is exactly what the Guild thought of the boy named Cael.
Cael – The Innocent Enforcer
Barely twenty. Soft-spoken. Charismatic in a quiet, unassuming way. With wide eyes full of dreams, and a heart untouched by cynicism.
Cael had no grand lineage, no legendary teacher, no inherited magic.
But he had hope.
Despite being mocked for his weakness, dismissed by stronger adventurers, and refused entry into parties, he believed that through effort alone, he could grow stronger.
He believed that kindness still had a place in a cruel world.
And so, one day, when he heard rumors of a strange, ancient cave at the edge of a dead forest - one filled with relics and cursed, hellish beasts - he made a choice.
He would go alone.
Not to die, but to rise.
He didn't know it yet…
But the cave he would enter wasn't just ancient.
It was the forgotten edge of the Astral Vault.
The place where the Celestial Brides waited, dreaming of him, burning with love, wrath, and hunger.
The lock had remained untouched for thousands of years.
And all it needed was a boy foolish enough…
…to open it.