Before there was light, there was the Pulse.
The modern world calls it the Big Bang—a violent, chaotic explosion that birthed the stars. But the ancestors knew better. The universe didn't begin with a bang; it began with a Note. A single, perfect, primordial frequency that sung matter into form and gave the void its shape.
For eons, that frequency—the Genesis Code—flowed through everything. It was the music of the spheres, a harmony so pure that it turned men into gods and clay into kingdoms.
But humanity was never meant to hold the conductor's baton.
Ten thousand years ago, the Code fractured. The Great Song became a discordant scream. The "Master Frequency" shattered into millions of jagged, unstable shards, embedding themselves into the very marrow of the human race. We lost our divinity, and in its place, we gained a curse: The Cortex Core.
THE AGE OF DISCORD
For millennia, the shards lay dormant, silent ghosts in our DNA. Then came the Great Awakening of 2024.
In a single night, the "Silence" ended. Across the globe, millions of people experienced a "Core-Sync." The shards woke up.
Suddenly, the guy next to you wasn't just a plumber; he was a Sub-Type who could ignite his oxygen into a blowtorch. The woman across the street wasn't just a doctor; she was a Primal who could command the kinetic energy of a hurricane.
The world as we knew it ended. In its place rose a new hierarchy, governed not by laws, but by Synapse Purity.
THE SUB-TYPES: Those who tap into "Refined" shards. Their powers are predictable, elemental, and limited. They are the gears of the new world.
THE PRIMALS: The apex predators. They tap into "Raw" iterations. Their power is vast, volatile, and capable of reshaping geography.
THE ORIGIN VESSELS: The anomalies. The 0.1%. They carry the "Master Shards"—the Fundamental Laws of the universe. Gravity. Time. Entropy.
To the World Government Agency (WGA), an Origin Vessel is a "God-Tier" asset. To the rest of the world, they are walking Extinction Events.
THE FORGOTTEN FREQUENCY
Among the Master Shards, there was one that was feared above all others. It wasn't the shard of Fire, nor the shard of Earth.
It was the Shard of Resonance.
The power to find the "Note" of any object—a mountain, a skyscraper, a human heart—and play the opposite frequency. The power to turn the solid world into a liquid, and the liquid world into dust.
For a thousand years, the Shard of Resonance was silent. It was thought to be lost, a dead frequency in a world of noise.
They were wrong.
The Song is starting again. And this time, it's going to shatter everything.