The Forgotten Archives were lined with endless tomes, scrolls, and celestial charts. Dust motes floated in the air, undisturbed by time.
Luna moved instinctively, scanning the titles.
Then she saw it.
"The Lost Prophecy of the Starborn."
Her fingers trembled as she pulled the book from its resting place. Ethan stepped closer, reading over her shoulder.
The text was old, but clear:
"When the Forgotten Star returns, so shall the one who walks between fate's threads. The Starborn shall rise, and with them—the power to shape the celestial order itself. They shall be given two paths: to weave destiny anew… or to unravel it completely."
Luna's breath caught.
This wasn't just about controlling fate.
It was about destroying it.
Ethan exhaled. "Luna… this means…"
She swallowed hard. "I have a choice."
The Celestial Order wanted her to follow their path. To be their guiding hand in reshaping the world.
But now she knew—she had another option.
To break fate entirely.
To burn the stars and rewrite the cosmos.
Her fingers tightened around the book.
For the first time, she wasn't just running.
She was deciding.
And the universe would never be the same again.