Lyra

"After all these years, I finally know who sent me to this land." -Aylin In the vastness of Tya, where the stars whisper secrets to those who listen, one luminary shone brighter than all others: Lyra, the Cosmic Seer. As an ancient celestial entity, she witnessed the rise and fall of kingdoms, the ebb and flow of magic, and the perpetual struggle between light and dark. For centuries, she remained a distant guardian, guiding souls with her twinkling radiance, until the day she sensed a shift—an ominous disruption of balance that threatened to engulf Tya. Lyra had watched over Aylin since the moment the child fell from the moon. In fact, it was she who sent Aylin below, believing that her mere presence would herald a new era of peace. Yet as the Tides of Darkness spread like a plague, Aylin's calls for aid echoed through the cosmos, reaching Lyra's ethereal essence. It was then that the Astral Sovereign knew she could no longer remain a passive observer. Her decision to descend was made final as Aylin stood amid sheer chaos, outnumbered and overwhelmed by a horde of corrupt foes swarming a village she was protecting. Shadows swarmed around her, corrupted figures drawn to the lunar light she embodied. In that desperate moment, she closed her eyes and lifted her hands to the sky, pouring her soul into a heartfelt plea to the cosmos. She called out for guidance, for strength, and for a sign that she was not alone in this battle against the encroaching darkness. Her voice, trembling yet resolute, reached up to the heavens, echoing through the stillness of the night. Suddenly, the air crackled with energy as a brilliant light burst forth from above, illuminating the darkness that surrounded her. Lyra descended like a meteor, radiant and powerful, a cosmic force in the human form of a tall, luminous woman draped in robes that shimmered like twilight. With a sweep of her arm, the corrupted enemies were vanquished, their shadows dissipating into nothingness. Aylin gazed in awe as Lyra stood before her, a figure of unwavering strength and celestial beauty. At once, Aylin knew who had sent her to Tya all those years ago, and to whom she could now look to for continued guidance as a mentor and friend. Lyra looked once toward the night sky at the space made dark in her absence before turning to Aylin. "Hello, child. We've much work to do."