A Decade in the Shadows

Ten years passed in the depths of Verdant Hollow Forest. The world outside continued to turn, kingdoms rising and falling, but Krish and Kishore remained hidden, forging themselves into something stronger than the world had ever seen. The once-scrawny Krish had become a walking nightmare—his muscles carved from relentless training, his instincts sharper than any beast that roamed the land. His strength had long since surpassed human limits, making him something beyond comprehension.

Kishore, on the other hand, had become a force of nature. His once-wild magic had evolved into something terrifying—an abyss of darkness that bent reality itself. Where once shadows flickered around his fingers, now they consumed entire spaces. His presence alone could warp the air, sending unnatural chills through the bones of any who dared approach. Krish had guided him, trained him, molded him into a magician unlike any other, ensuring that his brother would never again be helpless.

But the world had not been idle either.

The Evolution of Magic and Power

In the years that passed, magic had advanced drastically. The Royal Palace, once the beacon of order, was now governed in harmony by various guilds. These guilds ensured that no single faction held absolute power and worked together to maintain the balance of magic across the kingdom. The greatest of these guilds were:

The Celestial Order – The strongest of light magic users, sworn to protect the balance of the world. They wielded divine spells, capable of wiping out entire legions with a flick of their fingers.

The Abyssal Cult – Users of dark magic who had mastered forbidden arts. Feared and shunned, they thrived in secrecy, growing in number and influence. Many sought to oppose the Royal Palace, seeing it as an obstacle to their ultimate freedom.

The Arcanists – Scholars and spellcasters who specialized in lost magic, seeking to uncover ancient knowledge buried in forgotten ruins. They played a crucial role in the development of new spells and magical technology.

The Elemental Sovereigns – Masters of the elements, commanding fire, water, wind, and earth in their purest and most destructive forms. Their abilities were unparalleled in combat.

The Sentinels of the Palace – The warrior guild responsible for enforcing law and order within the Royal Palace's domain. They ensured that magic was wielded responsibly and that dark forces did not rise to power.

Alongside these factions, magic academies had expanded across the land, training young prodigies in the art of spellcraft. The most prestigious of these institutions was Astralis Academy, the kingdom's finest school for magic users, where only the elite were accepted. It had become the heart of magical development, producing warriors and scholars who shaped the kingdom's future.

The Royal Palace itself was not the ruthless entity many once feared. It was a structured governing body, its authority dependent on the cooperation of the guilds. However, opposition to its rule had grown over the years. Dark magic users and exiled factions had begun to challenge its control, seeking to reshape the world in their image.

Whispers of war loomed ever closer, tensions boiling beneath the surface. The factions that opposed the palace had grown bolder, their influence stretching into the farthest corners of the kingdom. The Abyssal Cult, in particular, had begun mobilizing its forces, preparing for an all-out rebellion.

But none of that mattered to Krish.

Not yet.

For ten years, he had remained in hiding. But now, the time for silence was over.