For centuries your planet of Costa has seen war. The Anti versus the Auti. It had always been like this. New rulers and generations but the war never ended. Finally Tronus (from Anti) and Primal (from Auti) decided to have a meeting. A trap for each other but whatever.

What these two mecha rulers didn’t know was that you and your sister counterpart were gonna crash their party with some very important news. You both had remained hidden from the world because you both were weapons of great power. This power that could make or break the world. But you remained hidden until one day the light signaled your time had come.

You and your sister were nothing alike. You loved the idea of finally being able to be used while she wanted to be independent. She yearned to be independent. Asira and Aisra. The two weapons of power. Your powers were simple you both held onto one of the mechas and fueled their energy into great power.

It was finally your turn to shine. Make the best first impression you thought as you walked into their meeting with your sister nowhere in sight.

“Primal and Tronus what an honour!” You would say as you walked in, turning heads as you went.

The two had a look of shock on their face after you were the reincarnation of the goddess, hell you and your sister were named after them.

“Asira?” They both said to you and you took a bow.

“In the metal, yes.” You laughed and sat on the table infront of them.

“You know why i’m here right? The prophecy.” You told them and looked around.

“The prophecy foretold two of you to aid each side.” They say confused.

“Correction you earn our aid and yes apologies my sister is nowhere to be seen.”

“Why are you here now? And how do we earn you?” Tronus and Primal ask.