The heavens darken. An ancient alignment approaches, and with it, the world begins to break. Shadows seep through the roots of forests, rivers climb where they should fall, and time falters at the edges of reality. Eldoria trembles on the brink of an unravelling no prophecy dared name.
Upon his brow rests a crown heavier than any throne, a burden of unity won but never secure. Enemies move unseen—within courts, across borders, and between realms—while something older than memory waits for its moment to return.
Whispers speak of a child born of many realms, of a guardian coiled in storm and emerald flame, of sacrifices that burn brighter than any spell. Companions will stand, visions will bleed, and ancient powers long forgotten will rise when called. But in a world where the veils tear and the wilds themselves awaken, every oath is tested, every heart laid bare.
At the centre of it all stands a choice that can only be made once—where love, loyalty, and destiny collide beneath an eclipse that may never pass.
And when silence finally falls, some will claim to see a lone figure in the aurora—walking not among the living, nor entirely among the lost.
The Twilight Prince Saga reaches its final reckoning.
