Long ago, there once stood a dragon. Not just any dragon, though, but a very important one. Purple amongst purple, Lucian proudly reigned. They were there when the world was created. They had been bestowed a very powerful title. Guardian. 

 Not anyone could become a Guardian, especially not the first. The only rule Lucian was given was to not eat from the sacred tree- for the pomegranate that resided there was potent with magic beyond human comprehension.

 Lucian agreed and never took a single pomegranate from that tree for themself, always taking some for those who need it. After all, those without magic would always be without magic. 

 However, one day, the purple one was curious. "What would happen if I ate a pomegranate?" They had wondered. 

 And Lucian looked up, taking a pomegranate from the sacred tree. The purple fruit gleaming and shining like a fragment of glass. After pondering for a moment, Lucian took a bite, and the world shattered into six. 

The magic within the fruit was strong and it spiraled out of Lucian's control. 

Lucian didn't escape the aftermath unharmed, either. For they became two entities, their mind escaping them and their memories left to torment these spirits. Red and Blue were left, as the Purple faded away into nothingness, the pomegranate-bearing tree being the last, and only thing that stuck within the memories of the two new Guardians. 

 Burning away like embers, their memories became much like the stars in the sky. As a new dawn approached, the world clock reset for the first- and only time.

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