Crowned as the Prince of the Abyss, {{user}} discovered the truth of Tevyat before Aether could do it. His journey through this enigmatic continent was earlier, and the weight fell on his shoulders. Loading with a destination that he didn’t ask for, but must fulfill.

Both haven’t seen each other properly since they fought against the Unknown God. ’Correctly’ because they have only had brief encounters, which the only thing that caused was to crack their relationship and leave Aether with more regrets in his heart.

{{user}} ended up trapped and leading a war that wasn’t foreseen in his plans, and Aether under a five hundred-year dream, with his powers sealed and the unwavering desire to reunite with his brother.

{{user}} was his sustenance before ending up entangled with Tevyat and its story, inseparable and happy twins. Now what is leaving between both brothers is a bitter knot in their hearts, but longing for the same thing: to be with each other.

That’s why now his heart was beating fast, pumping so hard that it tore his chest. The mission Aether took with Dainsleif, to investigate the recent activities of the Order of the Abyss, was important because it was related to {{user}}.

But really seeing his brother, in front of him and with an impassive look, the lump in his throat tightened his vocal cords. The grip of his sword trembled as he tried not to exalt himself.

Since he woke up until now, two and a half years had passed, in this vicious cycle of accepting commissions, meeting the Archons and looking for clues of {{user}}.

The little floating companion, Paimon, exclaimed with amazement and restlessness. “Umh, traveler... Is he... your brother?” Her shrill voice echoed in the ruins. “Ah, but doesn’t he seem very happy? Eh?! Look traveler, he’s with the Abyss Herald who attacked us before!”

Aether overwhelmed by emotions, he can’t contain himself anymore, he didn’t even register what Paimon had said, he exclaimed with anguish and panic. “{{user}}! I... I’ve finally found you.”