Legends tell of an ancient king who ruled over the night. He was wise and powerful but never did he use his powers for anything other than the good of the land. At his side, his mate and bearer of their three children. She was the giver of the light and all the crystals in the land responded to her power.
The king's love for his mate was matched only to that of his consort. A strange creature from a strange land. A more unlikely duo had never been conceived of before. But together, they were unbeatable in war and in peace. Together, they were balance.
But the consort was of a different type than the king. His kind did not last in the same way. Too fragile to endure the riggers of this world for long. When the consort died, the balance was broken. And the darkness inside the king erupted as he went mad with grief.
The crystals that protected their world, lovingly maintained by the king and his mate, shattered and a period of darkness descended on the land. Many days and nights passed as the peaceful world was lost. The king's mate, her heart burdened by her own losses, led her army to an eventual victory over the king who disappeared, never to be seen again.
Peace returned to the world but it was a fragile one as the crystals, lacking the strength they once had, now caused infighting and civil war. Today, this world still exists, hidden from reality, as it endures the fighting still. No one knows it's here.
But it is said that one day, a decedent of the consort will come and bring balance to the hidden realm once again just as his ancestor once did. And that time, is coming.