In the vast expanse of the galaxy, there existed a family of beings with powers that were beyond mortal comprehension. These were the ancient kings and queens who ruled the galaxy with an iron fist, possessing abilities that were far beyond what any ordinary mortal could ever hope to achieve. There were different classes of beings in this royal family, each with their unique abilities that made them the most powerful in the galaxy.
The ancient kings and queens were not without their problems, however, as two warring royal families had been locked in an intense struggle for power for many generations. The battles between these two families were legendary, and they shook the very foundations of the galaxy itself. The last battle between the two warring royal families was the most brutal, and it left behind a trail of destruction that was unparalleled.
The kingdom was in turmoil. The two brothers, both sons of the late king, stood on opposite sides of the battlefield, their armies at the ready. The older brother, Nur's father, had the support of the bishop and rook classes, while the younger brother had the loyalty of the knights and foot soldiers.
The battle began with a thunderous clash of swords and shields, the sky filled with the sounds of war and light. Nur's father fought with ferocity, his eyes locked on his younger brother, the one who sought to take the throne that was rightfully his. With each swing of his sword, the older brother grew closer to victory, his men pushing back the opposition. But victory came at a cost.
As the battle raged on, the older brother was gravely wounded, his body taking blow after blow. But he refused to yield, his determination and love for his kingdom driving him forward. In the end, it was his sword that dealt the fatal blow to his brother, a move that ultimately secured the crown for himself.
The kingdom was left in shock, divided by the outcome of the battle. The council made up of the best from each class of warrior, struggled to maintain order in the wake of such a devastating event. With the king's palace now a war zone, every army, and every soldier had to choose their side, brother against brother, class against class, council member against council member.
In the midst of this chaos, Nur's father lay dying, his final breaths drawing near. But before he passed, he made one final request to the council. He ordered them to rebuild the king's palace for his son Nur, to make it a place of beauty and safety for the boy who would one day rule the kingdom. And he ordered his most trusted bishop to send Nur to earth secretly, so that he may grow up humble and compassionate, and protected from the threats both inside and out.
With his final words, the older brother passed away, leaving a kingdom in turmoil and a young son who was destined for greatness. It was said that this child would grow up to become the greatest ruler in the galaxy, surpassing even the mightiest of the ancient kings and queens who came before.
Nur's mother, the queen, had passed away two years earlier in childbirth, and with both kings dead, Nur was now the only heir to the throne. But he was just a baby at the time, and there were those who would seek to harm him to gain control of the galaxy.
The council took up the mantle of leadership in his absence, working tirelessly to rebuild the kingdom and prepare for the day when Nur would return and claim his rightful place on the throne.
