In a time before memory, when the world was still wild and full of secrets, there existed a balance as delicate as morning mist. Six great forces—Water, Air, Fire, Earth, Space, and Time—flowed together like threads in a tapestry, weaving harmony into the fabric of existence. These elements, intertwined and inseparable, kept the world alive, nurturing life in all its forms and binding every creature to the endless cycle of seasons and stars.
Yet, for all its beauty, the world was vulnerable. Just as light casts shadow, the power of creation stirred something dark and ancient, lying in wait. A force known only as the Dark One awoke in the distant corners of the universe, jealous of the elements' unity and of the life they sustained. Where the elements brought harmony, the Dark One longed to bring chaos, seeking to unravel the fabric of existence itself and bend it to its will. Bound by no physical form, it seeped into dreams, into thoughts, and into the hearts of the desperate, waiting for a chance to disrupt the balance.
The ancient keepers of the elements knew this danger. Long ago, six guardians had risen, each entrusted with the mastery of one element. Together, they held back the Dark One, sealing its power away in a hidden realm. But this protection came at a price. The guardians bound their own spirits to the elements they represented, vanishing into myth as their bodies became one with the forces they wielded.
Yet even myths fade, and over the centuries, the legend of the elemental guardians became no more than whispers in ancient texts, lost to all but a few who remembered.
But the Dark One had not forgotten.
Hidden in the shadows of history, it waited for the moment when the bond would weaken. It had felt the world change, felt the bonds between the elements fray as mankind drifted further from nature, lost in wars and conflicts of its own making. And with every fracture in the balance, the Dark One grew stronger, inching ever closer to breaking free from its prison.
Now, as the final threads of the guardians' power wane, a prophecy unfolds—a prophecy of six souls, scattered across the world, destined to inherit the ancient powers. Each one would carry the spirit of an element, bound to protect the fragile balance that held all things together.
The signs had begun. Rain fell without clouds, lightning struck under a clear sky, winds whispered secrets in empty rooms. The elements were calling, seeking out their new champions.
But they were not alone. The Dark One, sensing its chance, had set its own plans in motion, sending agents to find and corrupt these new guardians before they could awaken. For if the six could not unite, if even one of them faltered, the balance would tip, and the Dark One would plunge the world into eternal chaos.
And so, it began. The old story, once thought lost, would be written anew, with new names and new destinies, bound by ancient powers. Six would rise, or all would fall.
The world held its breath, waiting for the firstto awaken.
