BaileyRoberts0
In a world ruled by Gods, where dominions govern the very forces of existence, power decides who is seen... and who is forgotten. At the height of this order stand the Great Houses, worshipped as divine, their authority absolute. Beneath them move beings of light and shadow, feared and revered alike, shaping the world through judgment and unseen influence. Below them stand those who wield knowledge, those who build and sustain the world, and finally the many who live beneath it all, while at the very bottom are the Forsaken, those the world has already cast aside. Once, seven great dominions stood in balance, and at their centre was Aethra, the Dominion of Eternity, the force that bound all things together. When Aethra fell, the world did not break, it adapted, hardened, and continued without its centre.
Lewa is born into that world, into a life that should have passed unnoticed, yet something about her does not move in step with everything around her. Moments linger. Silence bends. Time itself seems to hesitate in her presence, as though something forgotten still recognises her. Then her world is erased. In a matter of moments, her home, her family, and everything she knows are reduced to ash. Yet when nothing should remain, she does. And in that silence, she makes a choice, she reaches for something still alive and refuses to let it go.
That choice carries her forward, but so does something far older, something tied to what the world lost when Aethra fell. As her path unfolds, she crosses others who do not belong within the system that governs everything, each carrying a force the world no longer understands. Together, they are not balance, but disruption, and the world begins to shift around them. Because Eternity did not die. It waited. And now, through her, it is returning.