Darkness.
That was all Kai could see.A silence so deep, so complete, it swallowed his thoughts. The cold void pressed against him like an infinite ocean, drowning him in the weight of his own existence.
"Am I... dead?"His voice echoed, yet it didn't feel like it came from his mouth. It reverberated across the empty space, as if time itself were questioning the answer.
A flicker of memory returned. Leon. The Shadow King. Aria's scream.The sharp pain.The light fading from his eyes.
And then—nothing.
"Kai..."
A whisper. A voice that sounded so distant, yet so familiar.He turned, though he had no body. The void responded to his thoughts, bending gently as a glowing silhouette emerged—a version of himself, older, colder, eyes glowing like starlight. It was him... and not him.
"You fulfilled your role. But your journey isn't over."
"I died. There was nothing left."
"You evolved," the voice corrected. "The Chronicle did not abandon you. It simply fulfilled its purpose in that world."
The void cracked, light bleeding through.
"Kai, you are being reborn... into a world unlike your own. A world ruled not by shadows, but by balance. A world of elements."
The glow intensified, wrapping around him like a cocoon. Suddenly, a surge of power rushed through him—familiar, but refined.
He saw visions flash in front of him like glass shattering midair:
His time-manipulating ability — once scattered and raw — now crystallized into something pure: Chrono-Stasis — a refined power that allowed him to stop time entirely for limited periods, with precise control.
The second power, formed from his chaos and battle instinct, now reshaped into:Oblivion Wraith — a form that allowed him to tap into his former combat potential, materializing shadows of his old self to fight for him. They weren't just illusions—they remembered.
"You will be reborn in a realm called Oryndor," the voice continued. "Magic exists, but it is simple. Fire. Water. Earth. Air. You must blend in."
"Blend in...?" Kai echoed. "So I can't use this?"
"You must hide your strength. Oryndor fears what it does not understand. If you reveal what you are too soon, the world will reject you."
A single door appeared before him. A wooden frame, carved with symbols of both his worlds—one half covered in shattered obsidian and the other in glowing, rune-etched stone.
Kai stood before it, now visible in form, wearing a simple white tunic.His silver hair was shorter. His eyes glowed faintly gold. Reborn, but not ordinary.
He reached out and pushed the door open.
Oryndor - 0 Years Old
The first sensation he felt was warmth.A blinding light, muffled cries... and then hands.
"Kai... we'll call him Kai."
It was a woman's voice. Gentle, soft, and filled with love.
He couldn't speak. Not yet.His limbs were small, fragile—his body, that of an infant. Yet inside, he was still him. A seventeen-year-old warrior turned god-slayer reborn into the body of a newborn.
He blinked up at the woman holding him. Her auburn hair framed her pale face, eyes glowing a faint sky blue.
His new mother.
And beside her stood a man, firm yet kind. His new father.
Kai was overwhelmed. Emotions rushed through him.This was life again. A chance to be human. A chance to rest... or to prepare.
His baby hands clenched as instinct screamed at him:Hide. Grow. Wait.
The world outside this cottage was unknown—but not for long. Oryndor was beautiful, but beauty often hid danger.
As the years would pass, Kai would discover its secrets.Elemental academies. Magical beasts. Warring kingdoms.
But for now... he was just a child.
Status: Kai (Reincarnated Form)
Age: 0
World: Oryndor
Known Elements: None (yet)
Hidden Powers:
Chrono-Stasis – Can stop time temporarily. The duration scales with his internal energy.
Oblivion Wraith – Can summon remnants of his past self to aid him in combat. Each wraith retains a fraction of his former power and skills.