The Creator God's Awakening

A silver crescent moon hung in the heavens, casting its cool radiance over the ruins of an ancient temple.

“Alia, the young priestess of the Starvault, wore a silver-white robe embroidered with stars as she quietly made her way through the temple.”

She took every step with great care, as though afraid of disturbing the gods who had slept for a thousand years.

“Master, are you sure you want me to come here alone to retrieve the Tears of the Stars?”

Alia murmured to herself, recalling the stern expression on the elder’s face before she set out.

The Tears of the Stars lay hidden in the deepest part of the temple, and only someone with a pure heart could find them.

The words of High Priest Morris still rang in her ears:

“The Creator God’s presence is growing weaker by the day. We must repair the Starvault Compass as soon as possible, or else...”