Before the world fractured, there was balance. Light danced with shadow. Flame warmed the frozen silence. Roots and tides and void wove together, whispering truths to those who would listen. But harmony is fragile. When the Harbingers first rose, they carried the weight of the elements-gifts from the ancient Arcane Nexuses. Each chosen to preserve the world's fragile breath. Yet in time, even chosen hearts can decay. Betrayal shattered the Triad. The balance fell. Now, forgotten truths resurface. The nexuses stir again. And in the quiet spaces between friendship and fate, something old begins to awaken. This is not a story of heroes. This is the story of a boy. And how the ones who loved him most... would become the ones to destroy him.