Shaurya

The kingdom had waited for centuries for the prophecy to come true.

"When the sun is swallowed by darkness, the Goddess of Light shall descend and change the fate of the empire."

No one truly believed it... until the day of the eclipse.

A pillar of golden light fell from the heavens, and when it disappeared, I was standing in the middle of the sacred temple—terrified, confused, and wearing clothes no one had ever seen.

The priests fell to their knees.

The royal guards lowered their swords.

Then the Crown Prince slowly approached me, removed his royal cloak, draped it over my shoulders, and knelt before me.

"Welcome, Divine One," he said softly, his head bowed. "Our kingdom has awaited your return for a thousand years.