There were once two elves, one younger, one older. Two princes both royal and bright.
Then the world changed and the gods picked.
There was once one prince, then turned king, a monarch bound to a phropecy and his god. Shackled by the power he wielded, burned by the frosty winds of his home.
But the wheel of time kept spinning, empires fell and cities burnt.
There were once two elves, light and darkness, ice and fire, white and black. Bound by their souls they danced and danced and danced and then one took the initatiative and with one sword both fell.
But change does not end, and an ending is only a moment between one story and a new beginning.
The two gods spoke with the winds and seas and cliffs:
The Universe said that the darkness you fight is within you.
The Universe said that the light you seek is within you.
For years the gods have fought, champion after champion, back and forth. No one would live and neither would win.
The angry god of corruption with time lost It's edge, there is a point were violence turns to numbness.
The kind god of purity with time lost It's shine, to send one after the other to their death his heart had to freeze and harden.
And now they had met eachother in the middle.
If two beings could not survive being their champions, if they would only destroy eachother and restart the loop.
Then perhaps one being could become both and avoid repeating this tale, they would only need to balance the light and darkness of their soul.
There were once two elves, a thousands years ago. Back before the death pf the old and the birth of the new.
One with eyes as blue as the sky, seas, and ice.
One with eyes as gold as the sun, sand and fire.
And now thar millenia has passed that brightness is born anew in the country of Chromia.
And there only one elf will open his blue and golden eyes.
(Yes, this is a what if S2!Scott is the champion of both Aeor and Exor. Yes this is a S2!Scott is a fusion of S1!Scott and Xornoth)
