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Once, they reigned supreme over the Lunaris Kingdom: Nyara Goddess of Night,  Kail God of Night, and their daughter, Iyla, the Child of Night. But two centuries ago, the cruel hand of humanity struck them down, shattering their celestial reign. Betrayal led to their demise, their divine essence scattered across Earth. Now, reborn and unaware, they live mortal lives, their memories lost to the ages.

Nyara, a 24-year-old woman on Earth, bears a striking birthmark that mimics the night sky across her back and arms. This causes her to feel alienated from her family and the world, she always covers it up. A nagging sense of incompleteness haunts her, a void where a past life should be.

Kail, now 25, carries a strange birthmark from his chest down his arm, a faint echo of his godly past. He walks a lonely path, disconnected from those around him, feeling a profound sense of loss, as if something vital has been stolen from him.

In a secluded forest, a 5-year-old girl named Iyla was discovered as a baby in forest, abandoned and marked with radiant patterns from her shoulders to her arms. She resides in an orphanage, forever overlooked for adoption due to her unusual markings.

Veil Of Night

A century had passed since the Great Conque, a conflict sparked by Earth's ambitious soldiers who had dared to venture through the portal to Lunaris, seeking to conquer what they perceived as a land of untold power and deadly creatures.Leaving Lunaris Kingdom gone and destorted.

In the aftermath, Earth had undergone a remarkable transformation. The stolen River water and plants from Lunaris , had infused the land with magic. Barren deserts bloomed, polluted skies cleared, and the air thrummed with a newfound energy. The power once hoarded by Lunaris now flowed through Earth, revitalizing its ecosystems and enriching its soil. The planet had become vibrant and healthy, a testament to the sacrifices made, and the power stolen.

Certain families, those whose ancestors had fought in the Lunaris war, were granted access to the dwindling supply of stolen River water. For generations, they hoarded the precious liquid, believing it would grant them power and longevity. But as the years turned into decades, the River water began to dry up, its magic fading, leaving behind only empty vials and broken promises.

Then, after one hundred long years, The God and Goddess of Night, slain in the defense of their kingdom, were reborn on Earth, their memories lost to the passage of time. Separated from each other and unaware of their past lives, they walked among humans, their destinies intertwined. Years later, the Child of Night, their beloved daughter, also appeared on Earth, her arrival shrouded in mystery. The stage was set for a reunion, a reckoning, and perhaps, a chance for redemption.

Chapter 8: New Earth