🌊 Far Away: Kingdom of Samudra Desh
The sea was calm the next morning, as if the night storm had never happened.
Waves gently lapped at the golden shores of Samudra Desh, a tranquil kingdom built along ocean cliffs and pearl-studded temples.
Fishermen gathered near the beach at dawn… only to find something they never expected.
A baby girl, wrapped in royal silks, cradled in a bed of seaweed — her tiny fingers glowing faintly, a perfect blue water-drop mark shimmering on her palm.
They rushed her to the palace, where Queen Meera, the childless ruler of Samudra Desh, stood frozen.
She stepped forward, touched the baby's cheek… and for the first time in years, tears welled in her eyes.
"The ocean has gifted me a daughter," she whispered.
She named her Avantika.
The priests called her a blessing of Varun Dev.
But the sea… knew she was more.
🔥 Meanwhile: Kingdom of Vanyadesh
In a kingdom of red sand and soaring mountains, a fire crackled inside a small temple.
There, Samridhi, soaked and scarred, stood holding the only daughter she could save — the one with the flame-mark still glowing faintly on her skin.
"You were born of my sister's courage," Samridhi whispered, wrapping the girl tightly.
"And I will raise you like my own."
She named her Devsena — meaning "Goddess of Flame."
The royal court of Vanyadesh, unaware of the girl's true origin, believed her to be Samridhi's miracle child, born of sacred fire during the eclipse.
But Devsena would grow with a restlessness in her blood — a rage that flickered like lightning, a longing that danced in her veins like a name she'd forgotten.
🌓 Years Passed…
Avantika learned to calm storms with her voice
Devsena learned to light torches with her fists
Both trained like princesses, not knowing why they never felt complete
And on the night of their 17th eclipse, something changed.
Avantika dreamt of fire.
Devsena woke up soaked in water.
And both heard a voice in their minds.
"The Tatva calls for balance…
Will you rise? Or burn together?"
Thus began the awakening.
The Tatvas were stirring.
And the twins… were remembering.