They say when the sky forgets the sun and the stars hold their breath, a shadow with wings of fire appears—Nyxar, the Eclipse Rider.
Forged from midnight and meteors, Nyxar is no ordinary steed. His mane burns with the flame of fallen stars, and his hooves leave trails of thunder in the clouds. He appears only during the rarest of eclipses, when light and dark touch, and the world holds still.
Nyxar’s purpose is not destruction—but balance. He gallops through the veil between chaos and calm, collecting the fears of the world and casting them into the void behind him. His eyes glow not with rage, but with the fire of truth—piercing illusion, banishing doubt.
Legends whisper that those who see him are being called—not to fight the world, but to face their own darkness and rise above it. Because within every eclipse lies a choice: to hide in shadow, or become the flame that breaks through.
Nyxar rides to remind us:
The darkest hour is not the end—it is the moment power awakens.
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