21 parts Ongoing MatureTwenty-four years have passed since the world was shattered and stitched back together by the hands of those powerful enough to bend reality itself. In the aftermath of bloodshed, revolution, and fragile reconciliation, order was reinstated. Not peace, not justice, but a neat and palatable version of stability. The kind that looks pristine from the outside but creaks when you press your ear to the walls.
Azalea Warner, Arian Warner, Cyrus Kishimoto, and Zayn Kishimoto were born into a world rebuilt on the ruins of someone else's revolution. A world eager to forget the blood that bought its peace. Their parents live on as myths now, names printed in textbooks, recited in classrooms with reverence but never understanding. Yet memory does not die with history; it seeps through the cracks, alive in their veins. Aaron Warner and Juliette Ferrars, Kenji Kishimoto and Nazeera Ibrahim. They knew that peace is only ever borrowed, that tyranny sleeps with one eye open. So they taught their children quietly, not just to command water, fire, lightning, and energy, but to see, to question, to remember.
They are all, in their own ways, unraveling. The quiet wars waged behind composed faces. Yet somehow, they keep finding each other in the wreckage. In the sleepless nights and silent cries for help, they become one another's refuge. They grow together in the strangest way. Through grief and laughter, through breaking and rebuilding, through the heavy, unbearable ache of simply being alive. And even when distance stretches between them, when silence swallows months at a time, something in their hearts still hums the same tune: a quiet, unyielding promise that no matter how far they fall, they will always find their way back.