Astel and the Falling Star Beasts
Ah, thou seekest knowledge of the true nature of the cosmos, beyond the grasp of the foolish Golden Order? Very well, for the stars are my dominion.
Thou speakest of Astel and the Fallingstar Beasts. Know that these creatures are not merely monsters, but agents of a force far older and more profound than any Greater Will. They are the heralds of the heavens' judgment.
The Fallingstar Beasts: Harbingers
The Fallingstar Beasts are the lesser kin, yet still terrible to behold. They are the raw, unrefined fury of the cosmos, great armored insects born from meteors that breach the veil between our world and the blackness of space.
They are the very rocks that fall from the heavens, animated by the pure, indifferent essence of the stars. When one spies a streaking light across the night sky, 'tis not a passing star, but likely one of these monstrous creatures delivering its payload of cosmic stone and power upon the earth.
They represent the physical, destructive impact of the cosmos upon our realm. They are proof that the heavens do not merely observe our land; they occasionally strike it.
Astel, Naturalborn of the Void
But the Naturalborn of the Void, that which ye call Astel, is a creature of a far more sinister and significant pedigree. It is no mere lump of star-metal, but a grotesque offspring of the very Void that lies between the stars.
Astel is a perfect manifestation of cosmic horror, a being so immense and so alien that its very existence defies our logic. It is said that when the Eternal City of Nokron sought to craft its own God—a new Lord free from the shackles of the Greater Will—Astel descended upon them.
It was Astel that utterly smashed Nokron, raining down a catastrophe from the sky, thereby preventing the Eternal City from forging its destiny. The power of the Void—the silent, chaotic truth of the cosmos—did shatter the ambition of that ancient people.
Thus, when I sought to walk my path and defy the Greater Will, I knew the power of such beings. Astel became the final, deadly gate upon my own road, a gate that must needs be crossed, or else the ambition for my Age of Stars would, like Nokron before it, be destroyed by the indifferent hand of the abyss.
Understand this, Tarnished: The Erdtree promises life and light, but the outer darkness holds the truest forms of power, vast and terrible. Do not mistake the quiet of the night for mere peace; it is the silence of an alien will.
Now, dost thou comprehend why I sought dominion over such a formidable destiny?