PAGE 1 — A QUIET MORNING
The village wakes slowly.
Smoke rises from small kitchens.Birds move between roofs.Life pretends it is safe.
Anaya kneels before the shrine, as she always has.
Not asking for miracles anymore.
Only this:
"Let my child come home alive."
Far away, Karna feels a sudden tightness in his chest.
Not pain.
Wrongness.
The sky above the village darkens—not with clouds, but with intent.
Invisible eyes open.
PAGE 2 — HEAVEN MAKES A CHOICE
In the upper realms, no announcement is made.
No judgment declared.
Only a silent approval.
Indra does not give the order.
He allows it.
Angels descend—not soldiers, but enforcers.Their presence bends fear into obedience.
Demigods follow.Divine hunters.Beings whose names were erased from history.
Their target is not Karna.
It is what anchors him.
The village barrier—old, weak, human—shatters instantly.
No alarms reach Karna.
This was planned.
PAGE 3 — THE LAST PRAYER
Anaya feels it before she sees it.
The ground trembling.The air thinning.
She steps outside.
The sky is filled with wings.
Villagers scream.
Some run.
Some kneel.
Some die instantly.
An angel lands before her.
"You gave birth to an imbalance," it says coldly.
"This world corrects itself."
Anaya does not beg.
She only straightens her back.
"My son protects people," she says softly.
"If that is a sin—then punish me."
A blade of light forms.
She closes her eyes.
And whispers—
"Live, Karna."
The strike falls.
PAGE 4 — WHEN KARNA ARRIVES
The world tears.
Space collapses inward as Karna appears in the village center.
Too late.
Blood covers the ground.
Homes are burning.
Bodies—human, broken, discarded.
And Anaya—
still kneeling.
Still peaceful.
Still gone.
For three seconds—
Nothing happens.
Then the planet screams.
Karna does not cry.
He does not shout.
He kneels beside her.
Touches her hand.
Cold.
Something inside him disconnects.
The sky fractures.
Angels try to retreat.
Too late.
PAGE 5 — BIRTH OF THE CALAMITY
Karna stands.
Blood rises from the ground and floats.
His voice is calm.
"I asked for one thing."
He looks at the sky.
"Who is responsible."
No one answers.
So he moves.
Creation bends.
Balance shatters.
Destruction awakens without limit.
Angels are torn apart mid-flight.
Demigods are erased—no bodies left.
Divine hunters beg.
He does not listen.
Across realms, every being feels it.
The gods rise in terror.
"This is our fault," someone whispers.
Indra cannot move.
Karna sits in the center of the ruined village.
Covered in blood.
Surrounded by silence.
And says one final thing—
"I will stop when the guilty stop existing."
The screen fades to black.
END OF EPISODE 10