Leo lies on his small bed at the age of five, staring at the ceiling as his grandfather's voice echoes through the dimly lit room.War stories have always thrilled him—movies, games, manga… he devours all of it.
But tonight, something in the old man's tone feels different.He cannot explain why, but his chest tightens.
Years pass.
Now fourteen, Leo moves like a shadow.Quiet. Sharp. Calculative.The kind of boy who observes a room before stepping into it.
Medium height. Athletic.Muscles built not out of ego, but discipline.He trains every morning, chasing the ghosts of the men who raised him.
School? Average.Science? A monster-level genius.
His circle of friends is small, but loyal.And Anny… her softness anchors him in ways he never says aloud.
They survive tenth grade together.Life feels normal—until AK-349 arrives.
The disease does not kill quickly.It terrifies quickly.
When Anny's relative gets infected, fear creeps into every household.
Then the truth surfaces:A country in AON attempted to create a mechanical, incurable weapon to cripple AOB.But their creation broke free.
A silent storm.
The entire AON galaxy drowns first—ten billion lives erased.AOB holds on longer… but still loses fifty-nine million.
The universe learns one truth:When you try to burn others, you often set yourself on fire first.
Night.
Leo sits beside his grandfather.The room is silent, except for the old clock ticking like a heartbeat.
Leo: "Grandpa… who was she? The girl who betrayed you?"
The old man freezes.
His wife murmurs,"Tell him. It is time."
A long breath.A painful pause.
Grandfather: "Her name… was Sophia."
His voice cracks.
"She was broken. Bullied. Alone.Everyone pushed her away.
I did not.I stayed.We became friends… then something more.
Before joining the army, I asked her to marry me.She said yes."
He swallows hard.
"And then they came to her.They promised her power.They promised her a crown.
'Help us destroy your own people.'And she agreed."
His voice trembles.A tear slips down his face.
"She chose a throne made of lies… over the people who loved her."
Leo stands.The words strike him like cold water.
Why?
That single question claws at his chest.
He steps towards the window.The stars are not shining tonight—they are staring.Judging.Distant.Uncaring.
Leo whispers,"If love can fall apart this easily… then what is worth trusting?"
Sometimes strong people break in strange ways.Sometimes love turns sharp instead of soft.Sometimes what looks like betrayal… begins as fear.
But he does not know any of this yet.
He only knows the silence.
He lies down.Sleep feels like a stranger.
Morning.
The question burns hotter:
"Is money and power really enough to turn someone into a monster?"
He talks with Anny during lunch—games, movies, the usual.But his mind is somewhere else.
In the evening, he plays football, pretending everything is normal.Night returns.The questions return.
Leo: "Grandpa… how could she do that? After everything you gave her?"
The old man closes his eyes.He is too tired to answer.
Silence answers for him.
NARRATOR:He has no idea that this story is not over.Not even close.
One hundred and fifty-one years later…the same nightmare will bleed back into his world.