[Chapter 1: The Day Everything Changed]
They say demons are made. Others say demons are born. But what if demons are far worse—something beyond imagination? Among them, some hide among us, living innocent lives—while others bring death in their wake.
But what if someone invited them?
I still remember that day—the day everything changed in just 24 hours.
A whole continent—swallowed by chaos, fire, and blood. One moment, the sky was calm, the next, it was filled with shrieks and the roars of monsters no one had ever imagined.
You must be wondering who I am, the voice speaking now through the crackle of this broadcast. I am the one who invited them into this world—the ones you call monsters. But they are far from monsters. Predators? That word does them a disservice. They are gods of death.
For 24 hours, they rampaged without mercy. And then—silence. Like they vanished into thin air. But people say they can still feel it, watching them—from just beyond the veil of reality, close enough to shatter your mind.
This is just the beginning.
Have you ever stood beneath three suns…and still seen shadows?
That's life on Kewaa, our planet—a masterpiece of nature, science, and the unknown.
The year is 2237 by the Zyreni Stellar Cycle.
Here, we no longer rely on primitive currents. Instead, we channel flow energy drawn from the planet's molten heart and the stars above. Our citadels shimmer with living flow, harvested from crystal conduits buried beneath the crust. Structures reshape at a thought's whisper, alive with intention. Our transports float upon graviton threads, silent as shadows under Kewaa's triple suns. Our habitat shells resonate with thought-marked tones, responding only to their bonded dwellers.
We're not one people. We never were.
Kewaa is shared by six intelligent species, each shaped by a different sun, a different origin. And yet, we've built something together: a world of progress, politics… and secrets.
Above us, the sky holds three suns—Twin Radiants and the Wraith Sun, a pale, crooked light that only appears during shifts in energy balance. Some say it watches. Others say it counts.
My name is Arron Kael (Male, Species: Nirreni)—humanoid, evolved with psychic-threaded veins and crystalline pupils. We are thinkers, architects, memory-binders.
Tonight, I was simply a host.
The Sky Palace in Zavren City shimmered under starlight.
A celebration held in my name—though I kept my reasons to myself.
Around me stood old companions and newer allies.
Vel Marrek (Male, Species: Dravarn): Tall and scarred, his skin plated like molten obsidian—once a general, now a leader in shadows.
Professor Teyra Lom (Female, Species: Felari): Short and sharp, her four iridescent eyes always half-smiling. A mind that unraveled the stars.
Minister Ked Arn (Male, Species: Zytheran): Lean and coiled, skin translucent like opal. Skeptical. Political. Dangerous.
Lira Ven (Female, Species: Nirreni): My personal aide—voice soft, posture precise. The only one here who knew when I was pretending.
We were celebrating. But not for the reason anyone thought.
You must be wondering: What were we truly celebrating that night?
Let me tell you a story.
My story.
I was seven when I asked my father:
> "Where's Mom?"
He smiled. Not the sad kind, but the one that meant you already know.
He pointed to a shimmering blue spark above the horizon.
> "See that star over there? That's where she is. Working. Living. Watching you."
My mother works on Tirza, a research star-lab orbiting a binary system.
We talk nearly every cycle.
She sends me delicacies from foreign moons; I send her updates from Kewaa. She laughs louder than anyone I know. And whenever I feel lost, she reminds me why I started all of this.
That night, I remember smiling.
Not because I missed her—
But because I made a decision.
One day, I'd go to her.
Not just to visit…
But to build something that could reach beyond even her.
That was the first time I dreamed of the impossible.
And tonight, under three suns and a thousand eyes, that dream quietly unfolded.
They were cheering. Toasting. Laughing.
But none of them knew what I had set in motion.
Not yet.
End of Chapter 1