Hope awakened alone inside the Genesis Vault, holding a small flame with no memory of who had placed it there. For countless nights she searched the sealed chambers for another living soul, leaving a spark behind at every door so whoever woke next would never have to face the darkness alone.
Each spark weakened the flame she carried, until its light grew too faint to warm her hands. Then came a knock from behind a door she had already passed — something inside knew her name.
Beyond it lay a village beneath a sky thick with ash. Hope knelt beside the survivors sheltering there and placed her last flame upon the earth. Light spread through the wreckage; wounds began to close, and in that light Hope finally saw what she was — a divine spirit, born from the wish that tomorrow could still be better.
From that day forward she has carried her light wherever despair threatens to take hold, encouraging the weary and defending those who can no longer defend themselves. Somewhere within the Genesis Vault, the sparks she left behind still burn.
"I will leave a spark behind every door, so whoever wakes next does not face the dark alone."