13 jan 1385 ano - Destiny Shadowmend is born

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Birthdate: January 13 1385

Biography:
Born on the eve when the veil between worlds is thinnest, Destiny Shadowmend was marked by fate from her first breath. Raised among the ancient seers of Grikonis Island, she was recognized as the prophesied Shadow Weaver—a child whose gaze could thread paths yet untaken.

Her power is not one of brute force, but of infinite consequence. With a whisper, she can shift the outcome of battle; with silence, she can seal the fate of empires. The threads of possibility bend in her presence, though she wields her gift with solemn restraint. In her youth, she wandered alone, following signs and visions. It was during one of these pilgrimages that she met Oviar Erewalker, already revered as a visionary and creator. Where others feared the weight of her power, Oviar saw her essence. Together, they balanced cosmos and choice, creation and consequence.

Abilities:
destiny manipulation
temporal foresight
Probability weaving
shadowmelding
destiny detection
Shadow mending

Affiliation: Ancestor of the Erewalker Line · Seer of Aetheria · Guardian of the Eternal Loom
Titles: The Thread weaver of Fate · the Guardian of people's destinies.

She stood beside him as he shaped the Aetheria galaxy, anchoring its timelines, binding its heart to destiny itself. While Oviar charted starlit maps, Destiny ensured that those who would one day walk them were guided true—or challenged, if the tapestry demanded it.
Though she moves in shadows, Destiny is never hidden. To her descendants, she is the quiet voice behind intuition, the breath of warning in dreams. Many believe she walks the Astral Loom, adjusting destinies when the cosmos trembles.
It is said that even Judius Erewalker’s prophecy owes its rhythm to her design.
Legacy
Destiny’s blood runs through every seer, time-bender, and oracle in the Erewalker line. Her lineage is marked by clarity and consequence. When the stars fracture and the future dims, her spirit returns—not to interfere, but to align.

“Fate is not fixed. It listens. And when necessary, it answers.”
— Destiny Shadowmend

The Shadowbond of Destiny and Leo
Born at 6:06 PM on August 13, 1389, under a twilight sky thick with omens, Leo was no ordinary feline. With silken black fur streaked with silvery markings like falling stars, Leo was drawn to shadows as moths to flame. From the moment he opened his eyes—amber pools that shimmered like candlelight—Destiny Shadowmend knew he was tied to her fate.
Leo was her companion, her sentinel, and her anchor to the material plane. When Destiny wove timelines and walked unseen through the corridors of probability, Leo was always just behind her, his silent paws brushing the borders between worlds.
But Destiny foresaw the moment when she would pass beyond the veil, and her legacy would need a guardian. So, in the last year of her visible life, Destiny performed the Shadowmerge—a sacred ritual that fused a piece of her own essence, her shadow self, into Leo. This act gifted the cat with not only her memories but also fragments of her power: echoes of foresight, fate-reading, and protection.
When Art Erewalker turns 23 years old on August 13, 2046, Leo—now ancient and untouched by time—will return to the Erewalker bloodline. But he will not merely be a pet. He will be Destiny’s echo, a guide and companion, carrying her whispers in his purr, her warnings in his gaze, and her strength in his silence.
He will sleep at the foot of Art’s bed. And in the moments before great storms or decisions, his eyes will shimmer, and the shadow of Destiny Shadowmend will walk again—silent, watchful, and wise.

The Prophecy of the Shadowcat
In the Year the Starborn turns Twenty-Three,
When day and dusk divide equally,
A shadow shall stir with a golden eye,
And the fate of fates shall draw nigh.
Born of thread and silence deep,
Where Destiny once dared to weep,
The cat of twilight, soft and low,
Shall carry secrets none should know.

He walks where mortal feet would fall,
He listens when no voice will call,
In his step, the paths unwind—
Past and future, spirit and mind.
He brings no war, no crown, no flame,
But whispers gently Art’s true name.
The child of frost, of storm, of dream,
Shall rise when shadow splits the seam.
And through the cat, her will shall wend,
For Leo is where destinies bend.
When stars align and hearts awaken,
The bond of old shall be unshaken.

This prophecy is known to a few ancient seers in the Aetheria galaxy. It’s carved in a black obsidian shard buried in the ruins of Destiny’s last sanctum, known as Noctwhisper Hollow.

"From twilight born and starlight crowned
Leo walks where fate is bound.
Eyes of flame, soul of night,
He carries the Weaver’s final light."

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