EerieGhost

In the fractured kingdoms of Eldyra, where deserts bleed molten ore and fungal forests whisper forgotten names, three outcasts are bound by a lie older than the stars.

Kael, a guilt-ridden blacksmith, wields a hammer that burns with the soul of a traitorous knight. Lira, an outcast herbalist, dreams of a goddess’s death—and wakes with bloody hands. Tyrus, a thief with no past, carries daggers that devour his memories to feed a love he can’t recall.

When Voidspawn—shapeshifting demons born from a murdered goddess’s rage—swarm their homes, the trio is branded as heretics and forced to flee. Their only hope lies in the Celestial Anchors, ancient relics said to halt the apocalyptic Dusk Eclipse. But as they uncover the truth, they realize the anchors are not tools of salvation… but locks.

A thousand years ago, the goddess Nyrisia sacrificed herself to trap a cosmic parasite that feeds on mortal suffering. The “curse” she left behind was a shield, not a punishment. Now, her reincarnation (Lira) is unraveling, Tyrus’s lost love is the parasite’s avatar, and Kael’s hammer demands he kill the only friend he’s ever had.

As kingdoms burn and allies betray them, the three must choose: reignite Nyrisia’s war and doom the world to eternal hunger, or shatter the anchors and unleash the parasite’s full wrath. But the greatest threat lies within—Lira’s goddess is waking, Tyrus’s dagger is a key, and Kael’s hammer remembers how to kill a god.

ASHES OF THE SUNDERED STAR

The Void | Lira's Descent

They slithered around Lira's wrists, cold and sentient, biting into her star-flecked skin. Nyrisia's throne loomed ahead, its spires carved from the bones of dead gods. The goddess herself hung suspended, her ethereal form flickering like a dying star.

"You should not have come here," Nyrisia whispered, her voice echoing from the throne's shadowed recesses. "The Void is not a place—it is a hunger."

Lira tugged against the chains. "Then why show me this?"

"Because you asked." Nyrisia's head tilted, her hollow eyes boring into Lira's soul. "You wanted to know what I am. Look closer."

The vision struck: Nyrisia, millennia younger, standing at the edge of creation, her hands weaving galaxies from stardust. The parasite—then a primordial force of chaos—had approached her, not as a conqueror, but as a supplicant.

"We are dying," it had said, its voice the rumble of collapsing stars. "Bind us. Let us live through you."

The memory dissolved. Lira staggered, the chains tightening. "You let it in?"

"I saved it," Nyrisia corrected. "And it saved me. Until your kind twisted our covenant into chains."

The parasite's remnant coiled around Lira's ankle, its voice a velvet rasp. "She lies. She craved our power. Just like you."

Nyrisia's chains rattled. "Leave her, beast."

Lira screamed as the two forces clashed inside her, tearing at her soul.

Solaris | The Hybrid's Gambit

The pyre reeked of burning flesh and betrayal.

Kael stood at the edge of the courtyard, Soulbrand's hilt slick with sweat. Below, the hybrids writhed in their chains, their human eyes pleading as the flames climbed. Their screams were too familiar—too much like Lira's.

"Mercy," gasped a girl with starburst scars. "Please."

Commander Jarel materialized at his side, his gilded mask reflecting the inferno. "You hesitate."

"Liar." Jarel's hand clamped his shoulder. "The Oracle demands an audience. The scouts have found… something."

The dungeon's chill seeped into Kael's bones. The cell at its heart held a single prisoner—a hybrid with Lira's face, her skin threaded with constellations.

"Hello, Kael," she said, her voice a perfect mimic. "Miss me?"

Umbralis | The Shadow's Price

Rissa's shadow had a taste for flesh.

Tyrus watched it devour the cultist, the man's screams muffled by the darkness. When it finished, it turned to him, bloodless lips curling into Nyrisia's smile.

Goran's rebels edged back, their weapons raised. "Control it, priest."

Tyrus flipped his dagger. "Sure. Let me just—"

The shadow lunged, pinning him to the wall. "You fear me. Good. Fear keeps you sharp."

"Evolution." The shadow's form shifted, melting into Rissa's frail body. The girl blinked, her eyes voids. "We need the Sundered Star."

Goran stepped forward. "She's dead."

"No." Rissa's smile was all teeth. "She's ours."

The Eclipse's Shadow

In the Void, its remnants knit together—a skeletal titan with Lira's face, its voice a chorus of the dead.

"Rise, Sundered Star. Rise and burn."

Convergence: The Triad Torn

The Void spat her onto the Ashen Wastes, her body wreathed in anti-light. Above, the Eclipse pulsed, its crimson eye fixated on her.

Kael's voice. She turned, but it wasn't him—it was the hybrid, her stolen face twisted in desperation.

"They're coming! The Voidspawn—they're evolving!"

Tyrus materialized from the shadows, Rissa's hand clutched in his. "We need to move. Now."

Epilogue: The Titan's Roar

The parasite's titan rose, its bones groaning like a thousand dying stars.

The Fractured Covenant