The LEGEND OF DESTINY

How far can one fall before the universe itself begins to bleed?

And what if the gods themselves were merely pawns in a legend they never understood?

Before the stars were mapped before thrones were carved from logic and war there existed a kingdom beyond mortality — the Brichvaines . From its mighty emperor rose two sons: one born of vision the other of vigilance Their legacy ? A universe fractured by ambition betrayal and the maddening quest for control .

Jalan the gifted yet isolated intellect yearned for recognition — and sought it through creation . Jackson the pragmatic brother feared where such divine ambition might lead . From that fear emerged the Devtans — a race not born by nature but by genius twisted through desperation . When trust shattered exile followed … but that was only the surface .

Time passed . Kingdoms fell . Empires rose . But the cycle ? It was merely broken .

Shawn Lee once a shepherd was crowned from the dust of chaos . Loved feared broken — a king who lost his soul to destiny's whisper . Jasha the nomadic rebel of Jetlaria was never meant to rise — yet his fall would ignite a war across galaxies . Their clash would forge rebellions collapse dynasties and blind the stars themselves with the illusion of choice .

And yet beneath the burning skies the clash of tridents and the song of shattered love … something else stirred .

All the while the cosmos danced to a rhythm no one could hear . Not the soldiers .
Not the kings .
Not even the gods .

But someone was always watching . Smiling behind the veil . Adjusting the strings . Whispering into their ears — not to lead them … But to keep them dancing .

Because maybe … it wasn't the brothers who shaped destiny . Maybe it wasn't prophecy at all .

Maybe … it was always him . The one who was behind yet ever-present . Silent yet orchestrating . Feared yet forgotten by all .

And when the curtain falls , And the echoes of kingdoms fade into myth … What remains … becomes the Forbidden Legend .