Their name was written in the stars.
From the beginning of the cosmos, the universe knew them intimately. The stars whispered their name. The sun, origin of life, revolved around them.
They were the foretold, foreseen at the beginning of time. They would be savior. They would be hero.
For millennia, their arrival was anticipated. And then, finally, it came.
But they were not what was promised. They were not prepared. They were not the one.
Their name was written in the stars. But what if the stars were wrong?
What if the stars lied?