Nullborn Stories

The world is breaking. Not with the roar of war. Not with the spectacle of ruin. For the first time in history, the fate of magic is not dictated by ancient laws or unseen forces-but by a single, fragile will. Lyra can let magic die. Let the silence finish what it has begun, stripping the world down to something raw, uncertain, and real. Or she can reshape it-rebuild it into something new, something balanced, something that may finally break the cycle of power and collapse. But creation is not mercy. Balance is not free. The Axiom Order knows this. As the last guardians of the old system, they rise not to save the world-but to preserve what remains of their control. To them, Lyra is not a savior. She is an extinction event. And they will do anything-sacrifice anyone-to stop her before the final unraveling is complete. With cities fading into quiet ruin and the world turning against the very thing that could save it, Lyra stands at the center of a choice no one should have to make. Her allies are no longer certain she can be trusted. Her enemies are certain she cannot be allowed to live. And the one person she cannot bear to lose-the one voice that still calls her human-refuses to let her become what fate demands. He begs her to fight. To choose herself. To believe there is another way. But Lyra knows the truth. She was never meant to survive this story. Not as a hero. Not as a girl. But as something necessary. Because saving the world has never been about power. It has always been about cost. And when the silence finally comes-when the last thread of magic snaps and the world holds its breath- Lyra will have to decide: Save the world... or save herself. Because whatever choice she makes- whatever remains in the aftermath- nothing will be the same. And not everyone will live to see what comes next.

📜 PROLOGUE - The Chronicles of the Churches In ancient times, the world was ravaged by the Primordial Gods. These entities, described as forces of destruction and disorder, were said to have plunged humanity into an age of suffering and chaos. It was then that thirteen men rose against them. In the sacred records, they are known as the Kings. They were not gods by origin, but extraordinary humans who managed to challenge the impossible. At the end of a war that was said to have shaken the foundations of the world, the Primordial Gods were defeated. Following this victory, the Kings inherited a power beyond humanity. Thus, they became the new gods of the world, bringers of order and protectors of civilization. Under their reign, the world entered a new era of stability and light. The ancient accounts were then gradually erased or rewritten by the Churches in order to preserve the unity of the world and peace among nations. Any trace of the Primordial Gods was declared dangerous or heretical. As for the Thirteenth King, the writings are clear. He is said to have fallen during the final war, sacrificing his life to secure the victory of the others. His name is rarely mentioned, but his existence is recognized as that of a hero who died in battle. Thus ends the official history passed down by the Churches: an ancient war, a divine victory, and the birth of the gods who now protect humanity.