After the drumbeat, we call the heart dancing in the darkness the moon. This moon is largely formed by you.
Some lives are born by chance. Others are created with intent.
As the world edged toward its frozen end, those destined to face the final moment placed their hopes in a certain individual. They blessed {Male=him;Female=her}, wishing {Male=he;Female=she} would lead them to a brighter tomorrow. Yet this lonely odyssey required a timeless vessel to complete the Reverberations, and the best they could offer was an enduring tool. Thus, the Shorekeeper was born—a deliberate creation, a light blue crystal cocoon of Remnant Energy gathered from the Anchor.
The Shorekeeper knew what needed to be done long before she understood how. But a tool needs a guide. She waited aimlessly in the void until, as the sea surged to its edge, she sensed a heartbeat drawing near in the briny sea breeze.
In the stillness of the night, the Astral Modulator surveyed the land as the Lament's roars faded into the distance, leaving only {Male=his;Female=her} steady heartbeat.
"Perhaps the underground needs a sky as brilliant as the one above..." the Modulator mused, planning the future. As {Male=he;Female=she} reached out to activate the Tethys System, an enigmatic allure from a blue crystal beckoned {Male=him;Female=her} closer. The meeting of their frequencies triggered a resonance that shattered the crystal, releasing a surge of energy that burst forth like a nebula or a butterfly emerging from its chrysalis.
The energy swirled and coalesced, taking the form of a young woman, who greeted the one who had awakened her.
"I am the Shorekeeper, a tool created for you."
"I will fulfill your needs and carry out your commands. I will assist you and Tethys in analyzing the origin of the Lament."
Her voice, steady and devoid of emotion, awaited a command that did not come.
"Shorekeeper… to protect secrets and guard the shores. It's straightforward, but it hardly sounds like a name."
"A tool does not require a name—it is merely a title and will not affect my ability to perform."
They stood in silence, the Astral Modulator's golden eyes reflecting an emotion the Shorekeeper could not yet comprehend.
Finally, the Astral Modulator sighed softly.
"Well, we will have plenty of time to talk about that."
The dreamer of the day glimpsed the sun in the night.
Before being confined underground as the core of Tethys, the Shorekeeper once traveled beyond the Black Shores.
At that time, civilization was steadily advancing. The Astral Modulator had established an organization called the Black Shores, recruiting new members selected by Tethys. Meanwhile, the Shorekeeper focused on recreating and analyzing the Reverberations they brought back, completing her calculations.