Ouroboros

THERE WAS ONCE A PROPHECY.
A champion shall be born where the light shines brightest.
At the peak of the tallest mountain in the West, the clouds dispersed on a specific day at a particular time, making way for the first rays of sunrise to bless the body of a queen.
A fair lady that died after birthing twins.
High was her hopes for them as she breathed her last, but reality is often disappointing. Little did she know that even though they shared the same blood, they did not share the same fate.
One tries to numb what he feels while the other tries to feel what was numbed.
What fate lies ahead of them?