Under the Scarlet Horizon, two stars were born. One carved from evil. One carved from goodness. Apparently among the realms, such an occurrence had only happened once before the Twelve Realms came into existence.
This event which they called Divine Annihilation nearly destroyed existence itself on Blue Star… and thus from its ruins, the Twelve Realms or Continents were born.
Mortal Realm—Tianyue Realm
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On one auspicious night in the Tianyue Realm —Realm of Divination and Fate, a bad omen was recorded.
Bai Zhenzhu, Supreme Oracle of the Tianyue Realm, claimed to have seen the Scarlet Star cast two stars together. This, she said, was proof enough of the prophecy she had long spoken of.
Everyday, the Supreme Oracle, an elder of the Starweaver Sect, tends the celestial loom, threading constellations together to shield the future from calamity or predict prosperity.
That night, beneath the full moon, she sat in the temple before her loom of starlight. Silken threads of destiny shimmered under her fingers; silver for fate, gold for fortune, crimson for chaos. She wove, as she always did, with quiet precision.
But then... something shifted.
One thread trembled. Another snapped. And from the tapestry, the Scarlet Star bled through the night sky, casting two stars entwined, moving simultaneously, yet falling in opposite directions.
At that moment, Bai Zhenzhu shivered. The loom, an artifact of cosmic power that had spun the destiny of countless realms, shivered under her touch. Zhenzhu's fingers, which had woven threads of fate with serene confidence for a thousand years, faltered for the first time. The threads of destiny, usually vibrant and organized scattered into chaos.
She staggered back, collapsing onto the floor. She lay there, stunned and silent, her eyes pointed against the sky as she was surrounded by the wreckage of a destiny she could no longer control. When the dizzying wave of shock finally receded, a tremor still ran through her hand. She pushed herself up from the floor, her movements stiff and uncoordinated.
WeiWei, Bai Zhenzhu's direct discple who had just returned from the sect trials, decided to pay her Master her respects. As she entered the Moonstar Temple, the sight that lay before her was overwhelming. Her eyes fell on her master's divine threads that were scattered all around before they landed on her master herself .
"Master," Wei Wei called out, rushing towards her Master.
"Wei Wei, get me an ink and parchment. Quick!" Bai Zhenzhu said hoarsely as Wei tried to offer her arm as support.
"But Master, ...you're bleeding." Wei Wei hesitated.
"Now, Wei Wei." Bai Zhenzhu affirmed.
Wei Wei nodded, leaving the temple quickly.