There was a time when the kingdom of Azrevia stood bathed in gold.
A land ruled by the blood of kings, where power was passed not by name alone, but by the pulse of ancient bloodlines. And none was purer than that of Prince Zenarius Caelum Azrevia the last of true blood enigma, a lineage said to be blessed by the gods themselves.
He was born beneath a crimson moon, the night skies alight with omens, his first cry said to have stilled the wind.
He grew up under the love of his parents, people around him. Fearless, cheerful, courageous from a very young age. One day his father brought a boy.
A boy without a name, once torn from chains and made a son of the court. Eirien. A rare dominant omega, fierce and wild, his origin hidden even from himself.
The two were inseparable.
Until the night Azrevia fell.
Fire. Blood. Betrayal.
The king and queen cut down by blades of their own blood.
A palace drowned in screams.
And a prince, spirited away by loyal hands, his death fake, his name buried.
When Eirien awoke, the world he knew was gone.
Zenarius was gone.
And in his place sat a usurper's son, eyes like a storm and twisted grin.
The kingdom remembered only ashes.
But some bonds cannot be severed by death.
And when a fate spins it's cruel thread once more - a knight with a familiar gaze will kneel before a cold-hearted-omega.
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