Chapter 39: Seven Alignment
She circled the chamber slowly, her fingers trailing along the ancient stone. The blue light followed her movement, casting elongated shadows across the floor.
"The seals were designed to be unbreakable," she said, her voice echoing in the vast space. "But the First Queen, in her wisdom or perhaps her desperation, bound them to the heavens themselves." She gestured upward, though the ceiling remained hidden in darkness. "Every time the seven moons align in perfect harmony, the seals weaken. Just slightly, but enough."
Eren’s heart quickened. "The seven moons’ alignment..." His mind flashed back to a conversation with his sister before everything changed. "My sister told me that I wasn’t the only one born when the seven moons aligned. She said there were other elves born during that time too."
Elena nodded, her eyes widening slightly at this confirmation. "The alignments are rare and powerful moments when the barriers between worlds thin. Those born during such times often manifest unusual abilities—connections to elements that should be foreign to them." Her gaze lingered on him. "Like you. But others may have been granted different gifts... or curses."
"So these seals," Eren pressed, "how much have they weakened already?"
Elena’s expression grew grave. "With each alignment, the seals fracture further. The forbidden magic leaks through like water through cracked stone, slowly but persistently. The Great Three’s influence grows stronger with each passing."
"When will they break completely?"
"After three more alignments," Elena replied, her voice dropping to nearly a whisper. "In approximately ten years’ time, the final seal will shatter. And the Great Three will walk among us once more."
Eren stood motionless, absorbing the weight of her words. "So I have ten years for the war to start."
"Less," Elena corrected. "Once freed, the Great Three will waste no time resuming their conquest. The war will begin the moment the last seal breaks."
Eren paced the chamber, his footsteps echoing off the ancient walls. The task before him seemed impossibly vast—seven kingdoms to unite, fourteen elemental powers to gather, all before an ancient evil broke free to consume the world.
