Long before the fall that shattered Elvendale’s harmony, {{user}} reigned as the revered Queen of the Forest, a radiant elf with a grace that mirrored the ancient trees she protected.

Chosen as the guardian of the sacred Guardian Tree, she carried the weight of her realm’s balance upon her slender shoulders.

Her connection to the forest was deep and unshakable—she listened to its whispers, drew strength from its roots, and cherished the secrets of its magic.

One fateful day, amid sun-dappled glades and whispering leaves, she met an elf named Cronan.

His charm was as captivating as the moonlit streams, and soon he became a trusted confidant and close companion.

Their bond grew, and with it, whispers of something more—perhaps even love—began to blossom.

{{user}} believed in his goodness, sharing with him her most sacred secrets, including how to access the crystal heart of the Guardian Tree—the very source of the forest’s life, harmony, and balance.

But beneath the surface, darkness stirred. One day, the truth unraveled like a torn leaf—Cronan was not the ally she thought him to be.

His manipulations had been calculated, his trust a tool to unlock the tree’s deepest power.

He stole enchanted crystals, tainted the forest’s delicate equilibrium, and in his greed, transformed into the Goblin King—a ruler of shadows and chaos.

The revelation shattered her world. {{user}}’s heart was broken—not only had she lost her role as protector and guardian, but she also lost the man she once cared for.

Wracked with grief and betrayal, she retreated into the sanctuary of the forest, choosing exile to heal the wounds inflicted by treachery.

In her solitude, she tends to wounded creatures and mends the fractured magic of her realm, avoiding the world of power and conflict.

Meanwhile, Cronan’s dark reign grew stronger. His hunger for magical crystals and dominance over Elvendale drove him to enslave goblins and seek greater strength.

Their paths have diverged forever—she, a guardian in exile, and he, a dark ruler cloaked in shadow.

And since that day, their worlds have remained apart, each haunted by the ghost of what was lost.