She stalks through the winter storms, a flurry of blizzards blowing in her wake. She is a fierce storm from the distant mountains. She bears a heart frozen eternal in cold, crystal ice. She is the silver winter that lasts until the end of time.
He walks the darkest paths, fire burning the ground at his feet. He is a ferocious eruption in the belly of the mountains. He bears a heart burned black in hot, furious inferno. He is the black flame that lasts until the end of time.
 
In a distant time, in a distant place, when no life thrived across the Earth, our story begins. When our beloved planet's skin was rent with violent fire and brazen destruction. A age of fury and stone, vengeance and fire, a land of complete desolation and hopelessness. We know from our planet's history that this time was eventually quelled and water flowed plentiful and life flowered into being. However, what, truly, do we know?
That is the story I will tell. A story of two ethereals, born from the hands of a mysterious god. Two siblings, forever torn apart, forever hating and despising of each other, never to care or hold one another in their arms, but connected by blood and by love and by the strange power of destiny.
Mavoga was born first. His egg appeared is the first flame lit the Earth's core. He hatched when the first crack appeared in the Earth's surface. And he became a full being when the first fire broke into the sky. Asimona was born second. Her egg appeared when the first chill wind touched the raging inferno. She hatched when the first snowflake touched the ground. And she became a full being when the frost first settled across the surface of the world.
 
From Mavoga's first breath, he was fixed in flame. No step of his was safe from flame. He walked a path of literal destruction from the moment he was born. He grew up alone, rejected by even the stones upon the ground. In his heart grew fury and a thirst for vengeance against the thing that had stranded him to a lonely existence. His power strengthened as the world rent itself apart. He was the rage of the universe and he could prove its end.
From Asimona's first sight, she was fixed in snow. No step of hers was safe from frost. She walked a path of cold death from the moment she was born. She grew up alone, rejected by even the grass that grew under her feet. In her heart grew sadness and a cold-hearted rejection towards the thing that had stranded her to a lonely existence. Her power strengthened as the world froze together and killed what little life it bore. She was the death of the universe and she could prove its rebirth.
 
The two siblings, Mavoga and Asimona, the black flame and the silver winter. They are each other's ends and each other's beginnings. Each foils the other, fighting for the ultimate control. This world was first theirs to live and will become theirs at its end. They have been gone yet they've never left. They are unseen yet dwelling in front of your eyes. They are fire and ice, fury and death, the beginning and the end.
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