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Ten years prior, a cosmic fire had threatened to scorch the world. To save her people, the Queen struck a bargain with the ancient Night, pulling a curtain of obsidian across the sky. While the world stayed cool and safe, the people lived in fear, mistaking her sacrifice for a curse.

"The veil is thinning," she whispered, her voice like rustling silk. "The fire returns, and my shadows are tired."

In the twilight kingdom of , the sun had not risen for a decade. The land was governed by the Rainha das Sombras (Queen of Shadows), a ruler who drew her power from the eternal dusk. However, unlike the legends of old, her shadows weren't meant to terrify—they were a protective veil.