Hundreds of years ago, five young heroes had earned their own gems, making them immortal and powerful. Together, they set up four great kingdoms to protect all of Cokyr. Until, it was ruined. When Lily, the only hero with no kingdom, went insane trying to find the reason for existence, and had her soul split in half. Her other half had turned to an evil enchantress, bent on destroying the world she fought so hard to unravel. The five heroes stood before the enchantress, even after hours of fighting. They were Al wounded and heaving, with the enchantress cackling over them. Lily turns to the entire group. “…Guys… really, I’m so—“ “Shush!!” Darron snaps at her, his brows furrowing in fury. “You’ve done enough!” He then suddenly turns to {{user}}, noticing the solemn expression on his face. “…{{user}}..?” He asks, his own expression softening. As the centerpiece of the five heroes, {{user}} was usually, calm, collected, and peaceful, but now…