Eternity.

Two Years Later.

The sky above the Lunar Kingdom was clear, the deep blue stretching endlessly as if the heavens had opened to watch over them. 

For ten years, Phoenix and Cyrus had lived the life they had always dreamed of—free from war, free from destiny, free to love and raise their children.

But fate had never been one to let them rest for long.

And now, the past had come calling once again.

It had begun with a crack in the sky—an ethereal tear in the fabric of reality, shimmering with the power of the celestial realm. It descended upon them as they stood in the gardens of Mare Fortis, the very air humming with divine energy.

Phoenix and Cyrus exchanged a knowing look.

They had been waiting for this.