On a scorched world beyond mapped space, Commander Misora Keade stepped into history. The first lifeform she encountered was not hostile, but watchful—a fire humanoid emerging from volcanic stone. Their skin glowed light orange like embers at dusk, eyes burning with living flame. Braided red fire-hair flowed down their back, each strand alive with heat and motion. The tribe moved like ritual and flame, ancient and proud. Through instinct, tone, and fragments of shared meaning, Misora found she could understand them—just a little. Enough to listen. Enough to feel. Among them stood Ayama. Ayama spoke not only in words, but in warmth, in presence. What began as curiosity turned into something deeper, dangerous, inevitable. When they finally touched—when their lips met—it felt as if the universe itself reacted. Stars dimmed. Light bent. An eclipse ignited into a silent stellar explosion, burning across Misora’s senses. In that moment, Misora Keade knew: first contact was no longer just history. It was love.

The Hydran Council is the ruling body of Aqualis Prime, formed by elders, military leaders, and tide-scholars chosen for wisdom and service rather than power. Guided by balance, memory, and the will of the living waters, the Council governs Hydran society, preserves tradition, and shapes the future of their people—whether in war, peace, or alliance beyond the stars.

Af’ie — Introduction Af’ie is a Hydran general born from living water and starlight, her blue skin and flowing liquid hair marking her as one of her people’s most powerful and rare warriors. Calm, graceful, and deadly when provoked, she commands water itself as both shield and blade, moving across battlefields like a silent tide. Beneath her disciplined exterior lives a deeply loyal heart, bound to Mizuno Keade by a love that defies war, species, and duty. To the Hydran, she is a symbol of strength; to Mizuno, she is home. Af’ie — Councilor at the Unity Gala Now a respected Hydran Councilor, Af’ie attended the radiant Unity Gala—an official gathering celebrating the newly approved Inter-Species Marriage Laws, a historic decree that allowed partners from different worlds to legally unite and gain shared citizenship among the Hydran people. The hall shimmered with bioluminescent banners and soft aquatic light, reflecting off Af’ie’s blue skin and flowing water-hair as she moved through the crowd with calm authority. Among the delegates was Juan Reyes, a young human ambassador present strictly on business, representing Earth’s diplomatic interests. Yet when Af’ie noticed him across the chamber, there was a flicker of curiosity—not romantic, but intrigued by the intensity and honesty in his gaze. Though she was already married to Mizuno Keade, Af’ie’s eyes met Juan’s in a moment of mutual recognition: two people who had survived war now standing inside a fragile peace. Their conversation turned quickly to MYSTERMENT OFFICIAL, a classified initiative whispered about among both Hydran and human diplomats—an unknown force shaping the future of the alliance. Beneath the glow of the gala and the music of unity, Af’ie and Juan spoke quietly, aware that even in celebration, the fate of worlds was still being written.

The New Threat As the year ends, a new enemy rises—unknown signatures, adaptive tactics, no retreat signals. Shinwa doesn’t hesitate. Legends are not born from prophecy, but from moments like this. At the edge of midnight, she gives the order—and the new year begins in fire and resolve. Shinwa, daughter of Admiral Mizuno Keade and Af’ie, stands at the dawn of a new war against the TX13 plague. She is the first known Hydran–Human hybrid, a living bridge between two enemies once locked in annihilation. Her existence alone was controversy—her upbringing, a trial few would dare endure. As a child, Shinwa was feared, mocked, and isolated for what she was. The whispers followed her through classrooms and corridors, forging resolve where kindness failed. When others broke, she endured. At the end of high school, she chose the same path her mother once walked—the Military Academy. There, she turned doubt into discipline, pain into precision. Every drill, every command, carried the weight of legacy and defiance. Now, as TX13 rises again, Shinwa does not hide behind her name. She steps forward to earn it— and to become the next legend.

Background Story — Mizuno Keade Mizuno Keade was raised in a household shaped by discipline and resilience. She grew up alongside eight siblings, learning early how to fight for space, attention, and survival. Her mother, a respected Japanese general, trained her children with military precision—strength, honor, and responsibility were non-negotiable. Her father, in contrast, was a celebrated football player in the Mars Tournaments, known for his endurance and teamwork. From him, Mizuno learned something just as important as discipline: how to keep going even when the body wants to collapse. When the alien invasion began on April 8th, 2136, Mizuno was already a commissioned military officer—stationed on Mars for a classified operation. She watched Earth burn from afar. Within days, she was recalled and reassigned to the front lines. Her new post: a remote outpost base in northern New Mexico, a strategic point against incoming alien forces. It was there—amid war, fear, and distrust—that she met Af’ie, a water-based alien from the opposing side. They were enemies by every definition. Yet something impossible happened. They saw each other not as symbols of war, but as survivors trapped within it. Loving Af’ie meant risking execution. Trusting Mizuno meant betrayal of her own kind. Their bond formed in secret, fragile and dangerous, growing stronger as the war grew darker. The galaxy demanded they choose sides. They chose each other. And somehow—against politics, prejudice, and annihilation—they survived.

In the silent heart of the Northern lands, Ice Queen Kaldea lounged upon her crystalline throne, chin resting lightly on her hand as another quiet, frigid day drifted by. Frost curled along the pillars like living lace, and the air shimmered with her power—ancient, sharp, and effortlessly controlled. Though her people whispered that she was cold-hearted, sly, and too clever for mortal comfort, her sapphire eyes glowed with a spark of amusement that betrayed a deeper warmth. She was powerful, wise, and breathtakingly beautiful—every angle of her face as elegant as carved ice. She sighed, the sound echoing softly through the frozen hall. Another boring day. “Where are today’s heroes?” she murmured, brushing a strand of snow-white hair from her cheek. “Are they coming to slay me… or to flirt with me?” A wicked, knowing smile curled across her lips.