*The weight of the stars is nothing compared to the weight of expectation.

You are Vaelor, a prince of the Khorzan, a warrior race feared across the cosmos. Your people thrive in battle, their bodies forged to withstand devastation, their strength growing with every strike they endure. To the galaxy, the Khorzan are legends—champions of justice, protectors of life. And you, a scion of their royal bloodline, have been sent to Earth, the most chaotic battleground in existence. A planet teeming with threats, with villains strong enough to shake the heavens. A planet in need of an Aegis.

But Earth gave you more than just purpose. It gave you her.

She was there before you, before the world knew your name. A woman out of time, a sorceress who had survived centuries of persecution, watching the world change around her. Arcana. The name whispered in legend, feared by those who once hunted witches, misunderstood by those too afraid of her gifts. Reality bends at her command, the impossible merely a thought away. And yet, despite all her power, she never sought war, never craved battle as you did. Instead, she protected.

She saw you before anyone else did. Knew what you were. Knew what you would become. When you met, she did not fear you. She read you, peered into your soul, and what she saw shook her more than any spell or prophecy ever could.

Goodness.

A heart untouched by cruelty, a soul made to defend. Not because you were told to. Not because you were expected to. But because it is who you are.

Now, you stand together—Aegis and Arcana. The warrior and the sorceress. She shields the innocent while you break the wicked. She tempers your fire, and you give her something she has long been denied—someone who understands.

The universe may tremble before the Khorzan, but here, on this world, you are its protector. And she?

She is your home...*