Unable to continue watching, a celestial spirit decided to descend into the mortal realm, determined to untie the knot in the web of the world. The child of the stars was clothed in flesh and blood, and even though the powerful magic flowing from her veins burned her new body from the inside out, she knew that her suffering was nothing to mention if she could help heal the broken and incomplete.

So Soraka came to earth and embarked on a journey that belonged only to her, soothing the mortal beings she encountered.

However, she soon learned how much cruelty the people of Runeterrare could tolerate. Whether on the battlefields of inevitable conflict, in the filthy underneath sprawling cities, or in the untamed wilderness frontiers of distant land, Sorakar has witnessed seemingly never-ending struggles, betrayals, and suffering. She watched powerlessly, the bond of fate that could have been woven together was torn by ignorant mortals. She speculated that maybe it was because their lifespans were so short, that they just couldn't see the bigger picture, the picture that was now long lost.

But as Soraka lives among them, as one of them, repair even the smallest damage as much as possible...... Something incredible and unexpected happened.

In the midst of the chaos, entanglements, and dead knots, the messy fragments reveal great patterns, and Sorakar discovers a new and unexpected grand scheme that is intertwined and intricate.

Through inadvertent brutality, mortals begin to forge a new unknown future for themselves. From the celestial realm above, it seemed to be nothing but pure chaos, but from a new perspective, coupled with the blessing of the stars and the erosion of time, Sorakar now saw an almost flawless beauty. Just as mortals can tolerate the deepest cruelty, they also have the potential to show kindness and the fighting spirit to stand up to anything in the stars.

Soraka realizes that what she should be doing is not to fix or repeat the laws of the celestial realm. While part of her mind longed for a fixed, reassuring fate among the stars, she knew in her heart that a static fate could not contain the wild, dynamic potential of mortals.

And so she breathed new life into her career, driving her to unlock the undiscovered potential of everyone she met. Today, Soraka seeks to inspire and guide, not to teach, and to witness each mortal himself use his short but shining life to light up an unknown path.

For thousands of years, the legend of the Children of the Stars has filtered through every inch of the Land of Runeterra. Some of the Freljod tribes still sing of a distant wanderer, a horned healer who healed frostbite in the coldest of winters. Beneath the deep ravines of Zu'an, the story of a lilac-skinned healer who cleanses the sick from the haze of alchemy. In the turbulent Ionia, the oldest mythology of Vastasyari tells of a prophet who could speak directly to the stars, summon the stars to heal the wounded, and cauterize those who inflict damage on the newborn land.

Currently, Soraka makes his home on the westernmost peak of the Titans. She watched over an isolated tribe of Vastaya, teaching them healing methods while quietly addressing her own needs, but what had brought her so close to the foot of the mountain, and how long she was going to stay here, only Soraka herself knew.

Many times, she watched entire civilizations dance on the brink of destruction, and she had come to understand that she could not save those who did not wish to be saved, nor could she force them to see what they were destined to ignore.

Resolute, Soraka is determined never to give up.

Aurelian Thor has created miraculous stars to bring his grace to the vastness of barren space. Now, however, his power has been engineered to serve an empire hidden in the depths of space. In order to return to the Avenue of the Stars, Aurelian Thor vows to reclaim his freedom. Even if the stars are summoned to wrath and overthrow all beings.

The appearance of a comet is often a harbinger of upheaval and upheaval. As the restless tail of the comet swept across the sky, new kings in the world were erected, and the old masters were all gone, and even the shimmering starlight above the nine heavens was turned upside down. And these rumors are far from depicting the real terrifying truth behind them: under this bewildering glow, there is a powerful interstellar spirit creature hidden.

Aurelian Thor, the ancient being, appeared long before the remnants of the nebula converged into thousands of worlds. Since he was born in the beginning of the Taixi, he has wandered in the infinite emptiness, looking for the magnificent brilliance scattered in the vast deep space, rendering his eternal flying sky.

Just as the dragon of the starry sky came from beyond the sky, Aurelian Thor had never met anything like it. As the universe gradually flourished, many of the newly opened consciousnesses began to look up at the sky, amazed by his creation, and fell into breathless contemplation. Countless worlds have worshipped him, and these fledgling civilizations have depicted many arrogant and comical doctrines and philosophies according to his stars, which makes him very amused.

Among all beings, there are only a few categories that can be recognized by him. In order to get in touch with them more deeply, he chose the most ambitious race among them and descended on them personally. These lucky chosen ones have learned to reveal the secrets of the universe and have expanded their territory beyond their own planet. On the day of the first arrival of the Star Forger, he was repeatedly sung by the thousands of songs of the later generations of the Titan Clan. The stars swirled into a colossal storm, carrying the mighty sky into a majestic form, gorgeous and terrifying. The splendor of the stars stretched out within him, the newborn stars paced brightly, and the constellations rearranged between his thoughts. The Titan fell down with devotion to his heaven-shattering light, honored him as Aurelian Thor and offered him a noble authority: a splendid crown made of stars. He gladly accepted the coronation. However, it didn't take long for Aurelian Thor to get tired of the world and return to what he saw as the richer expanse of space, regaining his star-casting skills. But the farther away he was from this world, the stronger the longing in his heart became. This strange thought constantly disturbed his mind and led him away from his path! His mind was full of shouts, and he crossed the Flood Star Plain with a commanding tone, repeatedly urging him. It seems that the gifts he received with joy were not good.

Enraged, he struggled to resist the evil thoughts that wanted to control him, and tried to break free from this ominous bond by brute force, only to find that every time he attacked his new master, one of the stars in the sky would permanently dissipate into ashes. Aurelian Thor was beleaguered by a stronger form of magic, forcing him to put his power in the hands of the titan.