Prophecy

"The blessing of the sun"

A single star zipped through the deep voids of dimension and plane.

"The moon's authority"

As the dark energies deconstructed it, it continued to refine itself.

"The breath of infinite expansion"

The flare of solar and the glimmer of lunar.

"Of purest impurities"

The prayer of new hope.

A large meteor burst in the sky illuminating the night. Four smaller ones split into opposite directions toward each Great Nation.

An old man sat in orange robes overlooking the distant mountains. The air was cold and dry, but the starry sky lit up the land. He sat on a circular stone placed on the edge of the cliff.

Flowers lined the edges of the cliff, each of the petals were bathed by moonlight. Bright blue fruits balanced in the centers of the flowers almost absorbing the rich moonlight.

A small yellow meteor glided across the edge of the horizon. Although it was small in size, its rich aura soothed the land. Below, nature danced in the aura absorbing its plentiful energy.

"A blessing is anew…" the monk whispered in a light tone. The gentle surges of the meteor glazed the land around it.

In another region of the continent, a beautiful woman whose slender curves were highlighted by her tight apparel. Her long purple hair bathed in moonlight, while her smooth, white skin glimmered in the night. A silver crown balanced on her head, while a small horn peeked out from underneath it. The room was decorated in remnants of an old war, and fashioned with souvenirs from all over the continent.

"Tsk-tsk, more to come?" the woman seductively smirked. A light blue meteor soared in the distance enveloping the land in a rich aura.

Old ruins of a Dao temple suspended under a cliff overlooking the sea. A young boy, who looked no younger than fourteen, but with eyes of a sage who has lived for thousands of years sat cross-legged on the remains of a roof. His dark blue hair was tied into a long braid and his clothes expensive. Although he appeared as an adolescent, his muscles and body were toned and scarred.

"Talents are soon to appear in this land," he playfully said.

"Indeed. But they will live hard lives as political tools and military powerhouses," a large, muscular man concealed by the shadows responded in a deep voice. All that could be seen was a large sword that perched on his shoulder.

A red meteor navigated the sky. It radiated the land giving off a brilliant warmth.

Small houses and signs of life could be witnessed in the deep jungle. The outer leaves of the jungle shook with the powerful surges as a white meteor soared overhead.

"The Month of the Blessing has come. Times are to change. A war is coming. A new era is upon. The battle of light and dark. The opening of heaven and the gate of hell. Open Fate."

This prophecy had been said by divinators all over the continent.