Sapphire Rosaria/Synopsis

okay holy moly 4/21 5:29 pm stephie here and im like kinda shocked at how beautiful this lore is. although it is plagiarized straight from the vestal virigins x emilia x kouka x crown of thrones x this witch of mine. but that's fine because no one but me will see this and im not publishing it :)
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== History ==
400 years ago, in the Aiyeria Empire, Sapphire lived in the Temple of Daybreak and served the goddess of magic, Ixona, as a priestess or Celestial Harbinger. She was not born in an affluent family and was chosen at 6 years of age, freed from any legal ties and obligations to her birth family, and enrolled in Ixona's priestly college of twelve priestesses. She was supervised by not only a senior Harbinger, but also the emperor.
She supervised Ixona's pool, as if any Harbinger allowed the pool to run dry, it was feared that it would bring about the end of the empire. Water was thought to be the start of all life in Aiyeria and thereby was considered sacred. She studied and received better education than those in the noble class, as well as trained to receive a fragment of Ixona's power. All twelve of the priestesses linked their souls together so as to split Ixona's power, as one person alone could not withstand such divinity. 
Aiyeria was a land filled with magic users, and so long as the Harbingers did their duty to preserve the One Magic, magic and life would continue to grow and prosper. Celestial Harbingers possessed the most vast library of magic known to man, documenting every single magic thought possible. There, they spent much of their time, reading and mastering different kinds of magic. Scholars gathered from all across the world to indulge.
Harbinger tasks included the tending of Ixona's sacred pool, guarding her store-room and its contents; collecting ritually pure water from a sacred lake; preparing substances used in public rites, presiding at the Harbinger and attending other festivals. Ixona's temple was essentially the temple of all Aiyeria and its citizens; it was open all day and all night. The Harbingers regularly swept and cleansed Ixona's shrine, functioning as surrogate housekeepers, in a religious sense, for all of Aiyeria, and maintaining and controlling the connections between Aiyeria's public and private religion. So long as Ixona's pool and priestesses remained untouched, the walls of Aiyeria would remain intact. The Harbinger's flesh belonged to Aiyeria, and when they died, whatever the cause of their death, their bodies remained within the city's boundary.
The presence of Celestial Harbingers was required for numerous public ceremonies, to which they were transported instantaneously with the power of Ixona. They were deemed uncorrupted by sights forbidden to all other upper-class Aiyerian women, and had reserved ring-side seating at public games and stage-side seats at theatrical performances. Harbingers also had the power to free condemned prisoners and slaves by touching them – if a person sentenced to death saw a Harbinger on their way to their execution, they were automatically pardoned, as long as the encounter had not been pre-arranged.
If Ixona's pool stopped flowing, Aiyeria was no longer protected; the water could only be replenished using the correct rituals and the purest materials. Should the pool stop flowing, it was found to be the fault of Harbinger negligence, and the offenders would be scourged or beaten, carried out "in the dark and through a curtain to preserve their modesty". 
Sapphire was once assaulted in the middle of the street, with a beggar attempting to stone her. This was seen as blasphemy to Aiyeria itself as well as its gods, and the man was slaughtered on the spot and his body to the hounds. When she was 14, the pool ceased to flow. She was caught, tried, and found guilty. As events involving the Harbingers were confidential, only a select few of the country's elite politicians were made aware of her impending death. Before she was sentenced to death, a cult of magicians ransacked the temple and killed the eleven other Harbingers, seeking to free the One Magic from its restraints. Their plan failed, as they had not been made aware that Sapphire was not present with her sisters. Because of their deaths, the One Magic was no longer evenly distributed, but rather kept uniformly in one person—her. 
Sapphire's power leaked out of her body, as she was unable to control the sudden influx. This power was so great that it shook the foundations of the Aiyeria, once thought to be the Endless Empire. Aiyeria fell in mere hours, in what would be known as the Scourge of Aiyeria. Above the Temple of Ixona, the skies began to fracture. It began as just a ripple in the air, a subtle warping that unsettled the birds and made the sun seem slightly out of focus. But the ripple became a tear, and the sky itself started to unravel.
With each passing second, the ground trembled more violently. The roads twisted and buckled as if the earth beneath them was rejecting its very form. The majestic spires of Aiyeria's cities leaned at impossible angles, like melted candles, and ancient monuments shuddered into rubble. The air grew thick with a haunting energy, described to be akin to breathing in chaos—vivid, swirling hues of violet and green that sparked and shimmered with an unnatural luminosity. These colors should not have existed in nature, and the mere sight of them induced nausea and vertigo. People grasped their temples, their eyes rolling back in their heads as the magical flux invaded their minds, overwhelming their senses with a crescendo of cosmic whispers.
Sapphire's form flickered in these times; her mass became shifting, formless, defying the laws of geometry. She moved with a disjointed grace, as if the concept of time didn't apply to her. She radiated a sense of incomprehensible wrongness, a void where understanding should have been. With a touch to the ground, buildings all over the country were reduced to ash, and those unfortunate enough to come near the Temple of Ixona found themselves unraveling, their flesh and bones unwinding like thread.
The Temple of Ixona began to disintegrate from its peak downward. It wasn't a graceful collapse—more like an eruption in reverse, and each level exploded in a shower of splinters and debris. A final pulse of magic rippled outward, engulfing the entire empire. The land shuddered and split, creating vast chasms that stretched into darkness. The sea boiled and evaporated, its vapors turning into thick clouds that rained down a corrosive substance, eating away at whatever remained.
In the end, nothing was left but a barren wasteland.
In the wake of the chaos, Sapphire was cursed by Ixona for bringing the empire to its knees, damned with the weight of immortality and the loss of her vitality. She would slowly rot away and yet be unable to die. Upon hearing this, Sapphire tried in vain to kill herself over and over and over. No matter what she did, no matter how she did it, she remained alive. Sanity was soon to leave her, and she cried and begged to the heavens.
Quilorn, the god of fate took pity on her. Though unable to reverse Ixona's spell, he imbued the land with divinity so she could continue living. So long as she kept living there and absorbing it, her life would continue on. 
She lived in the ruins of Aiyeria for centuries, as empires outside waxed and waned. She remained the one constant. She spent her days rebuilding the lost structures of Aiyeria, recording all that she had seen and all that she knew, and creating new life with her abilities. She immersed herself in her guilt and grief until her feelings numbed. 
Centuries more passed until she was granted a visitor, who called himself Aion. He met her as a young boy, and attempted to kill her; he had been told Aiyeria was a wasteland, and that anything that lived there had to be tainted by some sort of evil. Amused at the fact that someone was able to survive in Aiyeria, she tells him to keep coming back until he's able to kill her. They sit down and talk, and she's shocked to realize a millenia has passed. She deduces that the toxicity of Aiyeria has subsided to a point where humans are able to freely walk on it. He tells her of all the things that have changed, of all the advancements, of the new popular foods and arts and magics. His goal is to become the strongest wizard in the world, and she bids him good luck. 
He returns every few months, and she gives him pointers on how to better master his magic. Each time, she goads him into trying to kill her. Each time, he fails. The two grow closer - he advises her to take care of herself, and he brings her his favorite books to leave her with, his own annotations in the margins. They talk about the discrepancies between her time and his, discuss about all sorts of things. It becomes harder for her to see him leave. Her loneliness eats at her. 
One day, on the day of his return, he sees her bathing in one of the rivers. He is enraptured by how much she looks like something from heaven, and how the stars in her hair come alive at night. He catches himself and quickly runs away. Afterward, he asks if she's a goddess. She must be, if she's lived for so long, and to possess the abilities she has. She tells him she's not, though she wishes she was. 
The next time he comes, he looks pale. He tells her of how he's dying and doesn't know why, but the moment he felt death come for him he had to see her just one last time. He tries to tell her more, but his body grows weak and then limp and then still, forever. She weeps and sobs over his dying body, and she holds him as he takes his last breath. 
She's bereft. She buries him and yearns for death. It rains everyday in Aiyeria. A few months go by, however, and somehow, somehow, she sees him again. She wonders if this is a dream or some illusion, but it is him, she knows it, despite his outside appearance being different. He tells her he assumes he's been reincarnated. She wants to ask him to stay, forever, but there is nothing here but her and he would never want that. They resume the status quo, and it's scary how easy they fall back into each other. 
Time passes. Upon seeing him again for the first time in a while, the first thing she says to him is to try and kill her. She's happy, but - she's scared. 
He is unsure of how to react - is this the first thing she says to him after such a long time? In his arms, he bears gifts: dresses, jewelry, delicacies from all across the world, weapons. He runs a hand through his hair, infuriated, and demands to know why she wants to die. She tells him, "What business is it of yours?" 
He confesses how much he cares for her, and asks her once more why she wants to die. She tells him she is accursed, that she is the one who brought the Scourge of Aiyeria, that she has lived for a millenia all on her lonesome, that she is afraid of him because she simply wants a respite from her grief and sins and yet he is making her want to live. She asks him to kill her again. 
This time, he kisses her and pleads: Leave this place. Come see the world with me. At the end of our lives, I will surely have found a way for us to die together. And even then, if that does not work, and I will reincarnate and come see you again. She tells him she cannot leave the lands of Aiyeria and she is fixed to the country. Should she leave, she will rot. He promises her that he'll find some way for them to be together. He'll research and bust his ass - she needs to trust him, because he's gone from an unknown little boy to a man considered to be the strongest wizard to ever walk the earth. 
She places her trust in him, and they lay together; both of them for the first time. Throughout, he confesses his love for her, over and over and over. She thinks she's felt full and complete for the first time in years. He stays for a week, and tells her he'd love to spend more time with her but he wants to find a way to quickly free her so they can be together. She bids him farewell after he promises to come back for her. She waits and waits, until life begins to appear on Aiyeria again for the first time, until seeds grow from saplings to towering trees, until the leaves of them change from green to orange to bare. 
She waits for a man who will never return. Waiting, always waiting. 
Travelers come to Aiyeria and spot her; some fear her, some revere her, others do both. She shares all the texts she has written over the years, injecting forgotten knowledge back into the world. A kingdom is set up and she is married to the first king. She is told four hundred years have passed since she last saw Aion.
== Synopsis ==
=== Macao arc ===
note: aion is the god of fate who got knocked down to earth for showing favoritism. he had his memories wiped and had to live life as a human, dying and coming back