Storms raged across the world of Etherion.
Rain poured without mercy, lightning tore through the skies, and thunder echoed like the roar of an enraged god. Though it was daytime, darkness pressed heavily upon the land, making many believe the end of the world was drawing near.
People everywhere felt uneasy.
As if something unseen was approaching.
Far to the east, within a quiet domain of Zephoria , chaos unfolded inside the stone walls of Castle Hart. Servants rushed through the halls, anxious voices filled the air, and tension gripped every heart.
At midnight, as rain battered stone and wind screamed like a dying beast, a child was born
The moment his cry echoed through the castle…
Silence.
The storm ceased.
The rain vanished as if it had never existed, and the skies cleared in an instant. The world itself seemed to hold its breath.
Across Etherion, the change was felt.
Mages froze mid-spell, sensing a sudden disturbance in the flow of mana. Monsters deep within forests lifted their heads and howled toward the sky. Warriors felt an unfamiliar chill crawl down their spines, their instincts screaming that something fundamental had shifted.
Something had changed.
In Castle Hart , joy erupted.The lord and lady held their newborn son close, overwhelmed with emotion. Warmth filled the once-chaotic halls as celebration spread through the estate.
They named the child Rush.
For days, the castle remained lively, filled with laughter and quiet hope. None within its walls knew what the future held—only that the child's birth had brought with it an unexplainable sense of change.
That was how Rush took his first breath in this new world.
Far to the south, beyond lands known to most, lay a realm steeped in darkness—the domain of the Demon King.
Within a vast chamber of black stone, illuminated by flickering crimson flames, a figure sat upon an iron throne. Demons lined the hall, their expressions tense and uneasy.
A robed mage stepped forward and bowed deeply.
"Your Majesty," the mage said, his voice trembling, " I sense a strong presence suddenly. The balance of Etherion has shifted."
Murmurs spread through the hall. Unease rippled among the demons.
"This change is not favorable for us," the mage continued. "The world is no longer the same."
All eyes turned toward the throne.
The Demon King remained silent for a moment.
Then—
He laughed.
A deep, chilling laugh that echoed throughout the palace, sending shivers through every demon present.
"Interesting," the Demon King said, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Very interesting…"
His laughter faded, replaced by a dangerous smile.
"Find it," he commanded. "The one that shook the world."
The demons bowed in unison, fear and excitement mixing in their eyes.
Far away, unaware of the forces already moving against him, Rush slept peacefully—taking his first steps into a fate that would change Etherion forever.
This was only the beginning of his story.