
by vvalharah
The world was never whole- only shattered pieces of sky, sea, and stone held together by gods who forgot how to love. Above, winged guardians pierce the clouds with glass-thin feathers. Bellow, sirens drift like mourning songs through salt-stained ruins. Between them lies a silence carved by absence... and longing. Two brothers were born to heal what the gods broke. Now, one rules from afar like a distant star. The other burns in his shadow, reaching for something he was never given. Now, that hunger bleeds into prophecy. Grief becomes a weapon. And as the last threads of Terra fray, one broken god will bring the world to its knees, just to make his brother look back. Even if it is ruin that answers him.
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