✦ Prologue: The Power That Shapes the World
Before there were heroes, villains, and guilds… there was only Primordial Aura — the energy that connects all of existence.It flows through the land, the sky, every living being, and even the stars themselves.It is the manifestation of spirit, inner strength… and destiny.
Every person is born with a different amount of this energy.Some shine dimly. Others... are blazing beacons capable of shaping history.
Primordial Aura is divided into Fundamental Types:
Fire — Strength, rage, impulse.
Water — Adaptation, healing, wisdom.
Wind — Speed, freedom, precision.
Earth — Defense, stability, weight.
Darkness — Sealing, ruin, concealment.
Light — Purification, leadership, inspiration.
...And, on the rarest of occasions, the indescribable Chaos — the power that birthed all things.
In their youth, when one's Aura awakens, the most promising are selected in the great national event known as the Draft.There, future heroes are chosen by guilds, and their destinies begin to unfold.
✦ Scene 1: Dawn in Hero City
Hero City — the capital of heroes.Buildings glowing in golden hues, floating screens showcasing the names of legendary heroes, and children training in the fields of the National Academy.
At the academy entrance, a messy-haired boy walks with a piece of bread in his mouth and his hands in his pockets, yawning.
"Almost time… and I'm late again."said Darius Valtier, the eternal troublemaker with a heart of gold.
Son of the renowned Valtier family, Darius was... different. Playful, yet absurdly talented.His Aura Type was Light and Space — a prodigy born with the gift of manipulating gravity fields and summoning cutting solar beams.
He stops when he sees two students warming up on the field.
"Look who's already sweating this early…"
At the center of the training court, a red-haired girl twirls two flaming daggers like she's dancing with fire.
Rose Flamesoul. Agile, precise, determined.With the power of Divine Fire, many called her "the next legend."A warrior who fought with the passion of someone who had lost something — or someone — important.
"If you're just going to stand there staring, Darius, at least bring me some water!"she shouted, without missing a beat.
"And good morning to you too, Queen of Lava,"he replied with a grin.
Across the field, someone watched in silence.Dark hair. Intense gaze. Simple clothes. His footsteps made no sound — as if the world itself dared not disturb him.
Kelvin Nox.Master of Shadows and Seals. A silent genius — disciplined, respected… and feared.Many saw him as cold and distant.As always, Darius tried to break the ice.
"Yo, Nox. Ready for the Draft or planning to sleep standing again?"
Kelvin simply crossed his arms.
"If you trained as much as you talked, maybe you'd be my rival."
"That's just mean, man…"Darius muttered with a laugh.
But none of them knew… that the real spotlight hadn't even arrived yet.
"Inavy Stormbreak — Report to the central field immediately!"shouted a holographic loudspeaker across the academy.
Cut to the academy rooftop.A boy sat there — dark hair streaked with crimson, eyes faintly golden.He gazed at the horizon, calm… yet carrying something far deeper.Around his neck — a necklace marked with the symbol of thunder.
Inavy Stormbreak.
Adopted by one of the greatest heroes of all time, Ray Stormbreak, few knew that within him… echoed something far more ancient.Something called Chaos.
He stood slowly, closing his eyes.
"Today's the day… my journey begins."
He leapt from the rooftop as if the wind itself answered his call.
The others looked up, surprised. Rose smiled faintly. Kelvin watched in silence. Darius waved.
"The team's all here, then. Let the Draft begin."
And so begins… the legend of a new generation.