In the age before memory, empires burned until only ash remained.  
From the ruins of kings and the silence of gods, a single spark endured.  
It was said that when the stars wept, a child would rise from the dust,  
to forge a crown not of gold, but of fire and eternity.  
This is the tale of that child — the oath against heaven,  
and the empire born from ash and stars.

That night, in the ruins of his family's temple, Aelion touched the cracked altar. A vision consumed him: stars falling, ash rising, a crown forged in fire. His hand glowed faintly, and a mark appeared — the Sigil of Ash and Stars.


Chapter 3 - Chapter 3: The First Spark