In a world filled with betrayal and power, a child is born unlike any other… a face like the moon, a heart torn between innocence and the ability to kill. From a young age, he was forced to fight, to endure pain, to hide his identity, and to become the sword and shield of the king. This is Alphiran… the Masked Commander, bearing a legacy he did not choose, and a talent that will change the fate of the entire kingdom.
Chapter One: Birth of the Masked Commander
In one of the ancient kingdoms, a legend was born that everyone would come to fear. In the kingdom of Layalis, there was a minister named Rathion, who had long dreamed of having a male child. Yet fate had given him three daughters already. His wife, Ilaria, was pregnant again, and Rathion warned her: if she bore another girl, he would kill her. Fear gripped her heart as the day of birth approached.
On the day of the child's birth, the weather was stormy. Thunder clapped violently, the first strike coinciding with heavy rain. The second bolt hit as Ilaria screamed in labor. The third thunderbolt struck with such force, and at that moment, a new child came into the world—a small boy with a face as radiant as the moon. That difficult day finally ended. Rathion rejoiced at the newborn and named him Alphiran.
From a young age, Alphiran was trained in combat and swordsmanship, destined to join the Knights of Destruction. Despite his harsh upbringing, he loved flowers deeply. His mother forced him to wear a mask and a cloak, fearing that his beauty would draw unwanted attention.
As Alphiran grew stronger, he became part of the Knights of Destruction, excelling in swordsmanship and combat arts. One day, the procession of Princess Alindra was traveling to the royal palace when it was attacked by an organization that despised the king. They tried to assassinate the princess, but the Knights of Destruction stood firm, repelling every attack.
Yet one hidden enemy fired arrows at the princess. Alphiran threw himself in front of her, taking the arrows in his body. The attackers fled. Medics tried to tend to Alphiran's wounds, but he refused to let anyone touch him.
Afterward, the procession continued safely to the palace. Alphiran returned home to treat his injuries himself. The bleeding was severe, but he healed the wounds on his own. He dressed and was summoned to the royal palace, where King Aldiron awaited him.
"Thank you, Alphiran, for saving my young daughter. She is all I have," the king said. "For your great sacrifice, I appoint you Commander of the Knights of Destruction."
The palace celebrated the honor, but Alphiran left the festivities for his balcony, where his piano awaited. He loved playing the piano, pouring his heart into music that told his story. He finished playing and gazed at the blue moon, whispering:
"Why do I seek power and glory? Because they are my rightful inheritance."
In the end, Alphiran stands atop the kingdom, gazing at the horizon, his heart ablaze, his eyes shining with unbreakable resolve. Every pain, every tear, every challenge he faced… was not in vain. Alphiran is no longer just a knight—he has become a legend living in the hearts of all, a symbol of strength, justice, and a commander who knows no fear.