로그인The Lost City shook violently.Crimson energy surged through the ancient streets like rivers of fire.The alarm continued its relentless warning."Containment integrity: Fifty-eight percent."The number echoed through the city.Each decrease felt like the countdown to disaster.But no one was paying attention to the alarm anymore.Not after the Legacy's final words."They died because they tried to kill me."Elyra stood frozen.Her mind refused to process what she had heard.Her parents...hadn't simply died protecting her?They had come here.They had fought the Legacy.They had tried to destroy it."No..."The word escaped her lips before she realized she had spoken."It can't be true."The ancient voice answered almost immediately."Truth does not change because it is painful."The words echoed across the city.Zevarion stepped closer to Elyra, his hand gently resting on her shoulder."Don't believe everything it says."His voice was calm.Steady.Grounding."It wants to confuse us
The whisper lingered in the air.Soft.Ancient.Unmistakably alive."You finally came back."Every light in the Lost City flickered.The crimson glow pulsed like the heartbeat of a giant creature buried beneath the mountain.Nobody spoke.Nobody dared.Elyra stood frozen.The words had been directed at her.Not at Astera.Not at Zevarion.At her.A chill crept down her spine."I... don't know you."Her voice was barely above a whisper.For a moment, there was only silence.Then the voice laughed.Not loudly.Not cruelly.Almost... fondly."You did once."The laughter echoed through the city, bouncing off ancient towers and crystal walls.Zevarion instinctively stepped in front of Elyra.His hand moved to the weapon at his side.His eyes searched the darkness."Show yourself."The voice ignored him.Instead, it spoke to Elyra again."You still protect others before yourself."Elyra frowned."Who are you?"No answer.Only silence.Then Astera raised her glowing hand."Do not answer it."
The alarm echoed throughout the Lost City.Again.And again.And again.The once-beautiful silver glow had transformed into a sea of crimson light.Ancient towers flashed warning signals.The streets trembled beneath everyone's feet.And from somewhere deep below the city came a sound unlike anything they had ever heard.A low hum.Ancient.Powerful.Alive.The sound seemed to vibrate through the stone itself.Through the air.Through their bones.Everyone stood frozen.Watching the city awaken into chaos.The mechanical voice echoed once more."Containment breach detected.""Containment breach detected."The warning repeated endlessly.Astera's luminous form turned toward the central tower.For the first time since meeting her.......fear appeared on her face.Real fear.The sight unsettled everyone.Because if the First Guardian was afraid...Then whatever was happening had to be serious.Very serious.Elyra stepped forward."What does that mean?"Astera didn't answer immediately.H
The Lost City stood silent.Not a single sound echoed through the ancient streets.Not the whisper of wind.Not the hum of machinery.Nothing.Because every person present was staring at the luminous woman standing before them.The woman made entirely of silver light.The woman who looked exactly like Elyra.The woman who had just spoken three impossible words."I am Astera."The silence stretched.Heavy.Uncomfortable.Unbelievable.Victor blinked once.Then twice.Then a third time.Finally, he pointed."I would like everyone to know that I am officially confused again."Nobody answered.Nobody even looked at him.Because nobody could stop staring at Astera.The glowing woman smiled softly.Not with arrogance.Not with superiority.With sadness.Ancient sadness.The kind carried by someone who had witnessed centuries pass.The kind carried by someone who had sacrificed everything.Then Elyra took a hesitant step forward.Her heart pounded.Fear mixed with curiosity.Confusion mixed
The Lost City glowed beneath the mountain.Silver lights illuminated ancient streets.Towering structures awakened one by one.The entire civilization seemed to be stirring from a centuries-long sleep.And at the center of it all stood Elyra.Frozen.Breathless.Terrified.Because the face she had seen in the vision.....the First Guardian......had been identical to her.Every feature.Every expression.Every detail.Impossible.Yet undeniable.The silence stretched.Then Victor slowly raised his hand."Question."Nobody looked at him.He continued anyway."Are we dealing with reincarnation, cloning, ancient magic, or a family resemblance situation?"For once, nobody told him to stop.Because everyone wanted the answer.Even Zevarion.Especially Zevarion.His gaze never left Elyra.Making sure she was steady.Making sure she was breathing.Making sure she was okay.Then Seraphina spoke.Her voice barely above a whisper."The stories were true."Lucien looked toward the city.Almost r
The mountain groaned.A deep, ancient sound echoed through the Chamber of Echoes.Dust fell from the ceiling.The silver crystals pulsed wildly.And beyond the newly opened doors, the light from the Origin Vault continued growing brighter.Brighter.And brighter.As though an artificial sunrise existed beneath the mountain.Nobody moved.Nobody spoke.Everyone stared at Elyra.Or rather.....at what the chamber had called her.Guardian Astera.The title felt impossible.Unreal.Yet the chamber had recognized it.The Legacy had recognized it.And worst of all......Cassian had recognized it.Then another tremor shook the room.A powerful wave of energy rushed from the Vault.The silver light swept across the chamber.The moment it touched Elyra—a symbol appeared on her wrist.Glowing silver.Beautiful.Ancient.The same thirteen-branched tree of the Founders.Except now there was a star at its center.Everyone saw it.Seraphina went pale.Lucien actually stepped backward.Even Isabell
The chamber fell silent.The lantern flames flickered softly, casting long shadows across the ancient walls.Nobody took their eyes off the man.Especially not Zevarion's father.For the first time since arriving beneath the monastery, genuine fear showed on his face.Not fear for himself.Fear of
The tunnel seemed endless.The deeper they walked, the colder the air became.Their footsteps echoed softly against the ancient stone walls.No one spoke.The tension was too heavy.Every sound felt important.Every shadow felt alive.Elyra stayed close to Zevarion.Close enough to feel his presenc
The silence after Zevarion's words felt different.Before, they had been reacting.Following clues.Chasing secrets left behind by the past.Now they finally had a target.A face.A man.A real enemy.And he was somewhere beneath the monastery.Watching them.Waiting.The realization sent a chill t
The room fell into complete silence.Father Benedict's words echoed through the circular chamber."That's the man who killed Zevarion's mother."Nobody moved.Nobody spoke.The photograph rested in Zevarion's father's hand like a ticking bomb.Elyra stared at the image.The man looked ordinary.Tha







