Council of Four: Tears Under the Last Infinite Sky
The summer sky above Meridian had once been a brilliant, shimmering violet—a reminder of a time before the world turned to ash.
Will Vandom pulled her cloak tighter against the howling wind, standing on the jagged edge of a shattered balcony. She looked out over the decimated, floating ruins of Kandrakar. I can't remember the last time we gazed into that summer sky, she thought to herself, a hollow ache settling in her chest. It seems like only a faint memory. We were so innocent back then.
Suddenly, a hidden evil had clouded their world with darkness. Civilization collapsed in a matter of days.
Beside her stood her brother and sister, Prince Phobos and Queen Elyion. Once at odds, the tragedy had forged an uneasy alliance between the royal heirs of Meridian. For time immemorial, it had been the Council’s sacred task to protect the infinite dimensions. But fourteen years ago, the Witch came to power.
The threat she posed was so grave, so absolute, that the Council was forced to take drastic measures: they severed Meridian from all other worlds, sealing the realm off completely.
"Now that they're done settling old scores," Phobos said, his cold voice cutting through the whistling wind as he stared into the abyss, "they'll be coming after me next."
Standing in the shadows behind them, his dark cloak rustling, Sasuke Uchiha shifted his gaze from the horizon toward the prince. He had traveled through the rift before the seals were closed, a silent observer bound by his own motives.
"If that magic was so dangerous," Sasuke asked, his Sharingan glowing faintly in the gloom, "why didn't they try to get rid of it for good?"
Elyion turned to the shinobi, her expression heavy with the burden of their bloodline. "Because it isn't that simple. To destroy a force that ancient, it requires a complete trifecta. All three heirs—Will Vandom, Prince Phobos, and Queen Elyion—are required to dismantle it."
A heavy silence fell over the ruin. The dark clouds above churned, laced with violent crimson lightning. The Witch’s forces were gathering at the edge of the realm. The time for hiding was over.
Sasuke stepped forward, resting a hand on the hilt of his sword.
"The time has come, Prince Phobos," Sasuke said quietly, his eye locking onto the prince. "Your destiny awaits
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