🌕 The Birth of the MoonBlood Prophecy
An ancient truth wrapped in stardust and shadow
There are prophecies, and then there are divine interruptions.
The MoonBlood Prophecy was never written by mortals.
It was carved into the bones of the world.
No ink.
No scroll.
Just flame and thunder. Sky and scream.
Long before Andopeer was fractured by war and corrupted magic, the stars whispered of a coming reckoning. Not a hero. Not a god. Something more dangerous.
A girl.
One born of divine flame and earthbound grief.
They say the prophecy first struck the realm like lightning during the Blood Eclipse, when all three moons turned red and the ley lines howled like wolves. Priests collapsed. Seers bled from their eyes. Forests caught fire without spark.
And from the chaos came a voice, one that didn't speak, but thundered inside every living soul:
✨"There once fell a spark through the fracture of skies,
Born of divine flame and earthbound cries.
With six fated bonds, a pentacle shall rise,
To shatter the veil where the darkness lies.
She'll dance through time, through death, through flame,
Till the ancient one sleeps with a forgotten name."
The gods heard it. The mortals feared it.
The Entity..still buried in the Shadow Realm, he felt it.
They tried to seal it away.
Erase it.
Deny it.
But the magic that birthed the MoonBlood Prophecy was older than law.
It seeped into crystal archives. Into Faenet. Into bloodlines and starlight and lullabies mothers hummed without knowing why.
Only one thing is certain...
When the moons bleed and the soul-born awakens, the world will either burn… or begin again.