One day on Earth, a thousand and one years ago, stood great kingdoms from various nations with astonishing diversity.
The Western nation was known for its perseverance and its advanced political system.
In the north, stood a kingdom that viewed the world through a different perspective, choosing to walk alone.
The Chinese nation rose through intelligence and brilliance in knowledge, while ancient Babylon upheld its glory in the name of power and magnificent wealth — making it the world's trade center at that time.
Everything went on as usual — humans rejoiced, worked hard, cried, interacted, played, and lived in both bad and good ways.
...
However... all that peace froze instantly, as if time itself had been stopped by the uneasiness and fear born from humans who did not understand — and who were too gentle to realize when a sword had already been drawn.
Suddenly... a meteor with shining hues of purple, black, and deep blue struck the border between the Western nation and the nation of the sun — or China.
It fell upon Elevanour, one of the most renowned and powerful young men whose talent gave his kingdom its name, and the Sun Kingdom, a realm of great discipline and symbolism.
The impact was so powerful that it echoed across three different kingdoms.
Panic and fear took form among humankind. The wind blew violently, tearing the ground apart — deep and wide.
Not long after, troops from both kingdoms ran toward the site where the meteor had fallen, as the wind began to calm.
The soldiers didn't just look at where the meteor had landed — they saw something else: a crystal-like root, gleaming in dark blue, wrapped in soil.
In the end, the soldiers from the Sun Kingdom arrived first. They were utterly confused by what they had found.
"What in the world is this?!"
(He touches the soil's texture.)
"It doesn't look like any meteorite I've ever seen..."
said General Shin, a strong man with sleek, shining hair, dressed in a golden uniform adorned with the Sun's emblem — bewildered by what he now held in his hand.
Moments later, soldiers from the Kingdom of Elevanour arrived, following the Sun Kingdom's troops.
"Hey! What's going on here?! Are you performing strange experiments again?!"
One of the soldiers from Elevanour spoke sharply, believing it to be a crucial incident — perhaps even an attack from the neighboring kingdom.
General Shin rose from where he sat.
"What? We've done nothing."
(His tone carried charisma.)
"We came because we saw a meteor pass from our territory's watchtower."
He stared at the soldiers while flicking his cigarette butt into the meteor's crater.
In the silence of the night, carried by the moonlight that brought both serenity and dread,
someone slowly opened one of their eyes — glowing faintly in a deep, radiant blue.
Without hesitation, the figure leaped out from a dark chamber through the window,
grasping a massive sword, the sound of rattling chains echoing through the still air.
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They continued to shout at each other in the vast field where the earlier incident had taken place.
The Kingdoms of Elevanour and the Sun now stood face-to-face, hurling blame at one another —
for ironically, both sides could feel their comfort turning into fear,
their peace twisting into the scent of looming catastrophe.
General Shin kept mocking the soldiers of Elevanour.
> "You're nothing but a nation that only cares about your own vision — FOOLS!"
His expression grew grim, his grin twisted with arrogance.
The soldiers of Elevanour clenched their fists, veins bulging, eyes burning with anger.
> "Hahaha! What's wrong? Oh, that's right…"
said Shin, laughing mockingly.
"You're short on troops, aren't you?"
His words hit hard — it was true that Elevanour was facing a shortage of soldiers due to… internal corruption and moral decay spreading within their land.
> "You bastard! How dare you bring that up here?!"
One soldier from Elevanour shouted, grabbing Shin by the collar violently, eyes filled with rage.
The tension thickened. Night grew deeper. The clouds danced, covering the beauty of the moonlight.
Shin laughed.
> "Hahaha! Why don't you just be like the rest of those cowards who love their own kind?"
He raised his arm dramatically, his voice cutting through the wind.
One of the Sun Kingdom's soldiers intervened.
> "Sir, enough! We are not here for this kind of conflict!"
He slapped Shin's shoulder hard. Shin glanced back —
his eyes said everything.
This was no longer amusing to him.
Feigning calmness, Shin sighed, lowering his expression to hide the growing irritation on his face.
But when the armored soldier released Shin roughly and turned his back,
Shin's glare shifted — filled with killing intent.
The soldier had no idea.
He walked back to his formation, unaware of the danger behind him.
In one swift motion, Shin stepped forward and shoved the soldier down toward the crater.
Then —
A faint flash of dark crimson-blue light shot up from beneath the meteor pit with blinding speed.
Shin's eyes widened — pure shock and disbelief.
And then,
the explosion came.
It was not just an explosion — it was as if the screams of hell itself tore through the heavens.
> "BOOOOOOMMMMM!!!"
The sound reverberated across dimensions, followed by the laughter and screams of a thousand tormented souls.
> "HHEHUHHAAHHAAHA!!"
The ground was ripped apart,
winds howled, tearing through both kingdoms — Elevanour and the Sun.
Houses shattered, trees were flung like fragile feathers,
and soldiers vanished — blown away, or turned to ash.
When the chaos began to settle, Shin's breath grew heavy.
His eyes trembled, his body frozen in panic —
for half of his form had turned into a dark blue crystal, glimmering under the broken sky.
The world above began to warp —
the heavens themselves reflecting a distorted vision of hell.
The dread crept through his veins.
Then, in front of him —
he heard the sound of chains.
The air grew thick with smoke and iron.
The truth had revealed itself.
Before him stood a majestic, enormous sword, enveloped in an aura known as "The Answer" —
a blade that exists to answer every event of destruction, past, present, and future.
The white silk-like blade, stained in blood,
stood planted in the ground — its chains swaying violently in the aftermath of the explosion.
Shin's eyes widened, his fear devouring his sanity.
In front of him lay a severed hand, massive — as big as his own head,
blood dripping and hissing upon the scorched earth.
He realized it.
Something — some horrifying being — had attacked him during the blast.
His face twisted, his mouth trembling as if ripped apart.
Tears streamed down as he began to weep,
his voice breaking, mind crumbling under terror.
> "Who… whoever you are… I—"
(his face filled with fear)
"no… PLEASE!!"
His scream cracked, turning hoarse —
blood burst from his eyes and throat,
crying out into the vast, empty field,
a place so silent that even his own soul
began to torture itself.
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