The twin moons of Gura hung high in the sky, burning red, glowing blue. Their light blended into a deep violet canvas, stretching across the heavens like an omen of change. Beneath them, the world lay divided. Seven continental-nations, each shaped by history, power, and war.
For over 1,800 years, the Twelve Paths of Power dictated the fate of Gura. Those who wielded them were not seen as people, but as weapons, as kings, as gods.
The nations fought to control them, to use them for their own ambitions. Monarchs, matriarchs, and warlords built empires on the backs of these chosen few. And so, for centuries, the Zodiac Wielders were nothing more than tools of conquest—until one man dared to break the cycle.
For a century, the two greatest nations—Moravuno and Perol—stood locked in war.
Moravuno, the Iron Dominion, sought unity through conquest. They believed that only under a single ruler could Gura find true stability.
Perol, the Shattered Isles, refused to bow. With their unrivaled naval fleet and vast resources, they resisted Moravuno's iron grip, vowing to keep their sovereignty at any cost.
Their war spanned generations. Cities fell. Skies burned. Oceans turned crimson.
The Zodiac Wielders were forced into battle—one generation after another. Each ruler sought to harness their power, believing that victory lay in the hands of the strongest.
But strength alone was never enough.
Each time Moravuno pushed forward, Perol retaliated. Each time Perol seemed to gain an advantage, Moravuno crushed their hopes. The war became a cycle. A century-long struggle with no end.
Until Lucan Hannes changed everything.
Lucan Hannes was unlike his predecessors. A warrior, but not a conqueror. A ruler, but not a tyrant. He had seen the horrors of war firsthand—the senseless bloodshed, the orphaned children, the ruined lands.
He knew the war could not continue.
And so, against the advice of his generals, against the traditions of his people, he extended a hand of peace to Perol.
The world stood still.
Peace? After a century of war?
Perol, battered and weary, accepted. Their leaders knew the war had bled them dry. For the first time in a hundred years, the swords were lowered. The war was over.
But Lucan knew that treaties could be broken. Promises could be forgotten. To truly ensure peace, he had to do something unprecedented.
He took the Fourth Generation of Zodiac Wielders into his care.
Twelve souls. Twelve wielders of the Twelve Paths of Power.
They were born into a world where Zodiac Wielders were nothing more than weapons of war—but Lucan refused to let that fate define them.
He raised them together, not as soldiers, not as tools, but as people.
Scorpio the Unyielding Rebel, Leo the King Uncrowned, Libra the Justice Bearer, Taurus, the Colossus of Might, Aquarius the Ocean's Fury, Aries the Burning Star, Sagittarius the Relentless Hunter, Gemini the Dual Soul, Cancer the Silent Tide, Virgo the Maid Assassin, Capricorn the Stoic Guardian and Pisces the Dreamwalker.
For the first time in history, Zodiac Demigods were not divided by war.
For the first time, they were seen as comrades, not enemies.
But peace is fragile. And the past is never truly buried.
There were those who hated Lucan's vision, who saw his actions as weakness.
There were whispers in the shadows, old grudges that refused to die.
The war was over… but the battle for the future was only beginning.
And under the violet sky of Gura, fate began to stir once more.
The Twelve Paths will reawaken… and history will be written anew.