Lore of Sage

In the heart of the Sunflower Galaxy, on a planet named Eclipse where light and shadow dance in eternal balance, my story begins. I was born on the Day of the Sun, under a sky ablaze with golden fire. My birth parents, whose faces remain a mystery, left me in a quiet village cradled by starlit hills. There, Julie and Kai, a kind-hearted couple, took me in, raising me as their own. They never hid the truth of my origins, though questions about my true parents lingered like uncharted constellations.
I grew up an outsider, marked by differences that set me apart. At age five, I sprouted a tail and ears. Julie and Kai, undaunted, believed I was touched by divinity—perhaps a child of the Starweavers, galactic deities who appeared once every decade. They helped me master these traits, teaching me to summon or conceal them at will through years of trial and error. By ten, I hoped to meet the Starweavers, wondering if I was part of something great out there, but that year passed in silence.
When I was twelve, Eclipse fell to the Underlings, a merciless faction led by the tyrant Eris. His rule brought ruin—villages burned, spirits broken, and terror choked the air. Fearing the Underlings would seize me if they discovered my abilities, I buried my true nature, living in the shadows of their oppression. Julie and Kai shielded me, but the planet suffered under Eris’s iron grip.
Today, my twentieth birthday, marks a turning point. I’m done cowering. Eris has to be stopped. I scoured Julie and Kai’s home, unearthing a photograph from the day they found me. In it, I wore a necklace, its gem glinting with secrets. After a frantic search, I found it hidden behind a loose stone in the wall. Clutching the relic, I fled to a hideout shared with my closest allies.
As I clasped the necklace around my neck, a soft, melting warmth spread through my fingers, like the gentle pull of falling asleep. My body lightened, my thoughts dissolved into a golden haze, and the world slipped away, ushering me into a dream so vivid it felt truer than reality. I stood in a realm alive with wonder, a cosmic aquarium swirling with life. Glowing motes danced like fireflies, trailing ribbons of stardust that wrapped and floated around me. Nebulae pulsed in the distance, their colors shifting like liquid auroras, while faint whispers of creation hummed in the air. It was warm, vibrant, and teeming with unseen presences—an embrace of the galaxy’s heart, both infinite and intimate.Before me stood Damion and Astri, the Starweavers of the galaxy, their presence radiant and warm, like a hug in the sunshine. Astri’s eyes, deep as nebulae, fixed on me. “Sage,” she said, her voice a melody of power and sorrow, “it’s time we meet.”
Heart pounding, I demanded, “Who are you? How do you know me?”
“We are your parents,” Astri replied, her grace unshaken. Damion, towering and commanding, gazed at me, his stern eyes softening with a quiet pride. Astri touched my cheek, silencing my questions with a gentle force. “There’s little time, Sage. You are our daughter, born with gifts to rival the stars. You have a brother, too, imprisoned by the Underlings on a distant world. His power, like yours, threatens their dominion.”
Astri’s fingers brushed the necklace, and a burst of light summoned a spectral creature—a blue galaxy cat, her fur flecked with starlight. “This is Grace,” Astri said. “She’s your guide, hidden by Julie to protect you until you were ready.” Astri’s voice softened, gratitude lacing her words. Julie and Kai were your guardians in our stead, and for that, we are thankful.”
“We cannot linger,” Damion interjected. His gaze flickered with sadness as he made his hesitant farewell. “The galaxy’s fate rests with you. We will meet again.”
The vision began to fade, the cosmic aquarium dissolving like mist. Loneliness tugged at me, a longing for the parents I’d only just found, but it was overtaken by a surge of renewed energy, a courage that sparked in my veins like a newborn star. I awoke on the hideout’s floor, breathless, the world sharp and alive. In the mirror, my tail, ears, and eyes glowed a fierce yellow, pulsing with newfound power.
Grace materialized, floating before me, her starry eyes locking with mine. In that instant, I knew her—not just as a guide, but as my best friend, a piece of my heart that had always been there, waiting to shine. She was the best part of me, a radiant essence ready to be polished into brilliance. Our silent connection thrummed with warmth, a promise of loyalty and strength. Without words, she greeted me, and together, we began to train, forging a path to reclaim Eclipse and unravel the mysteries of my heritage.Credits to Scrubcatt and Viciousalicious