They thought it was just a storm.
But the wind that swept through the Forbidden Forest carried memory, not water.
The lightning was not electric—it was script.
And the thunder whispered in an ancient tongue not heard since the sky was first lit on fire.
"He comes with the flame that does not die."
"He bears the name written in time's wound."
"He will burn heaven or bind it."
This… was the Dragonfire Prophecy.
And it had begun to awaken.
The storm crashed over Hagrid's hut, ripping through enchanted trees, peeling back centuries-old moss. In its wake, it left behind scorch marks—but not random.
The marks spelled something.
Hermione, Luna, and Professor Firenze were first to decode it:
"SPELL OF SKYFIRE UNSEALED
BY THE ONE WHO TOUCHED THE VOID
LET THE CHOICE BE MADE—FLAME OR FOUNDATION"
Dumbledore summoned Aarav immediately.
"The spell that burned the sky was never meant to be remembered," he said gravely.
"It rewrote laws. It created the first divide between magic and divinity."
As Aarav approached the remnants of the storm, the Ember of Origin pulsed violently in his satchel.
System Alert:
Lost Spell Detected: Skyfire – Epoch-Class
Origin Signature Match: Ember of Origin
Unlocking Compatibility…
Warning: Casting Skyfire may cause reality fragmentation across tier-1 magical zones.
Proceed?
→ [NO] [YES — See Components]
Aarav hesitated.
"Show me the components."
Hermione spread the deciphered symbols across an enchanted scroll. Luna added glowing starlines, showing how it would weave through known magical frequencies.
Spell: Skyfire Invocation
Class: Epoch
Components Required:
Ember of Origin (✔️)
Dragon's Final Breath (unknown)
Soul Sigil of the Caster (not created)
Worldroot Focus (location: Greenland leyline fracture)
Cost: Unknown
Effect: "Unifies or divides all magic touching the caster's soul at time of ignition."
"It's not a weapon," Hermione murmured.
"It's… a fork. It forces a path. It chooses your truth."
If he cast it…
Magic across all realms might realign—creating a new era.
Ancient beings could awaken or collapse.
All who draw magic might be forced to evolve… or be lost.
If he didn't…
The knowledge might fall to others—those without balance.
The next war—void-born or divine—could begin with no hope of survival.
That night, Aarav sat alone beneath the Whomping Willow—still as stone.
Dumbledore approached but said nothing.
He simply handed Aarav a piece of parchment:
"Sometimes, legacy isn't in what we choose to cast.
But in when we choose not to."
And then… he left.
Aarav stood the next morning at the edge of the Astronomy Tower, Ember in hand, prophecy complete.
He whispered:
"Not yet."
And released the spell—not into the world, but into the stars.
The constellations shimmered.
The spell would wait.
But it would know his name.
System Update
Spell Archived: Skyfire (Bound to Ascendant Arcanarch)
New Title: Warden of the Forked Flame
Passive Gained: Prophecy Buffer – You may delay fate once per timeline
Universal Balance: Preserved… for now
Deep in a distant galaxy, within a ruined realm once ruled by titans, a being made of lightning and shadow opened its eyes.
"The Skyfire breathes again."
"He chose… restraint."
"But he will choose again."
Its hand closed around a blade carved from shattered realms.
"And I will be waiting."