Location: The Remnants of the Kalyth System The Kalyth System had once gleamed like a crown of jewels in the void—five worlds in perfect harmony, orbiting a star of platinum fire. Now, silence. The star was gone. The planets drifted as corpses. And at the edge of their remains hovered something beautiful, terrible, and sovereign. The Dark Star Queen floated above the ruins, her form wreathed in shadows shaped like stars in their death throes. Her tails coiled like serpents, each one containing the echoes of the souls she’d consumed. Her eyes did not glow—they pulled light inward, erasing it. A lone traveler approached her—a survivor, maybe, or perhaps a seeker of death. He looked upon her with trembling awe. She smiled.

“You came seeking mercy… I offer mercy’s end.”

He raised his weapon—hesitated—then dropped it. There was no fight in him. Only yearning. And she rewarded him with oblivion. No scream. No flame. Just dissolution, his essence unraveling in ribbons of violet light, drawn gently into the folds of her being. As the last of his soul vanished, Ahri closed her eyes and whispered, not to him, but to the universe itself:

“Rest now, little light.”

Then she turned, and the remnants of the Kalyth System collapsed into her shadow. She did not conquer. She devoured. And the stars wept in silence.