In the beginning, the Divine Ones shaped the world—gifting light, shadow, fire, and life. Their children, the god-parents of our realm, walked among mortals in an age of plenty… until love grew between opposites, envy festered, and a single tear birthed the Tempestus. Banished gods, a thousand years of ice, and the courage of a small goddess led to the breaking of winter—and the promise of flowers once more.
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