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In the waning light of Helios, the ruins of Archotronium whispered tales of desolation. Surrounded by broken columns and scorched earth, King Dragosaur stood resolute, a solitary figure against the backdrop of his fallen kingdom. Lines of the prophecy echoed within his mind, "To the crypts of the ancient Primes under starlit shroud, The bold shall venture, where time itself is bowed. Enshrouded in cosmos' murmur, where celestial riddles reside, Awaits the odyssey of the valiant, through the dark to guide. Mark well this prophecy, for within its weave lies fate's thread, Valorous trials call, ere the world succumbs to dread. To solder the sundered globe, to the light once more sworn, The Reaper must be vanquished, lest all to darkness be borne." "Aloyan," he called softly, his voice barely rising above the whispering winds. From the shadows of the Great Library, the form of his most trusted ally emerged. "My king, the stars align," Aloyan said, his hand outstretched towards the heavens. "The Prophecy of the Primes awaits its fulfillment." Dragosaur's eyes followed the arc of Aloyan's gesture, "Yes, the path is written among them. The journey to the Tomb of the Primes will be perilous, but we must venture forth. For the soul of Archotronium, for our people." "The journey will take us into the void, beyond the reach of Helios," Dragosaur continued, his voice tinged with an uncharacteristic vulnerability. "I fear not for my own fate but for Archotronium, should we fail." Aloyan placed a firm hand upon Dragosaur's shoulder, which spoke volumes of their shared resolve. "We shall not fail, my king. The heart of Archotronium beats within us both. Your brother's wisdom and your courage will carry us through the shadow of the cosmos." Dragosaur turned to meet his friend's gaze, "Then let us prepare. We shall depart with the first light of Helios. The fate of our world rests on our shoulders."
Chapter 1: Shadows of the Forsaken: The Last Stand of Archotronium
