> "The strongest are not those who destroy the world… but those who endure it alone."
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The mall trembled.
Cracks snaked through the marble floor, glass shattered from high above, and panicked screams echoed as the ceiling gave way. Dust and chaos filled the air like a choking fog. Somewhere beneath a half-fallen beam, a teenage girl curled up, shivering—not from the cold, but from terror.
Her name was Ming Yue.
She wasn't a warrior. She wasn't awakened. Just a fragile human trapped beneath concrete and fear.
Then—he came.
Not with explosions. Not with light. But silence.
A boy stood in front of her, his tall figure backlit by flickering emergency lights. Unmoving. Unshaken. His school uniform was torn at the sleeve, and his hand was slightly bloodied. But his voice, when he spoke, was calm… warm.
> "You're okay now."
He knelt beside her and gently pulled her close. Not out of romance. Not from heroism. Just human instinct.
She had never felt that kind of quiet warmth before.
As steel creaked and walls caved in behind them, he wrapped his arms around her, shielding her without a word. He didn't fight the collapse. He didn't use power—because he couldn't control it. He knew that if he tried, everything might end.
So, he did the only thing he could: stay. Protect. Calm.
Until the world went dark.
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She was rescued by others later, bruised but alive.
He was gone.
Not dead—just vanished.
They had walked separate paths. She searched the rubble. Searched the crowds. Called out his name again and again...
But Fan Zhi never answered.
Back then, she hadn't awakened her power. She was just a girl with shaking hands and a heart filled with questions.
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Two years passed.
She awakened.
And with awakening came obsession.
Ming Yue searched cities. Mountains. Abyssal zones. She crossed through forbidden lands and chased rumors of a boy with unreadable eyes. Every dead end deepened the ache in her chest. Every false lead pulled her closer to madness.
Because she remembered his warmth.
And she couldn't forget it.
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She never knew that somewhere else, far beyond her reach, Fan Zhi had fallen into a pit deeper than any void.
On a mission gone wrong, surrounded by comrades, he had tried to protect them. But his powers—sealed and unstable—unleashed something catastrophic.
They turned on him. Tried to end him.
And he... didn't resist.
He wanted to die. Not out of weakness, but from the unbearable truth:
> He couldn't control his strength. He was the disaster. He had no place in the world anymore.
And then—
He disappeared.
An unknown force tore open reality itself, and Fan Zhi was cast into a different dimension—beyond time, beyond space.
There, 10,000 of the strongest beings sealed him.
Not because he was evil.
Because he couldn't be killed.
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And Ming Yue? She still searches.
With nothing but fragments of memory and the echo of a moment that changed her life.
She doesn't know the truth.
She doesn't know he's alive.
And she doesn't know…
that she alone holds the key to bring him back.
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> This is the story of a boy too powerful to live… and the girl who loved him enough to tear apart fate itself.
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Two years before the world would learn his name, Fan Zhi was just another student stuck beneath the rubble of a collapsed mall.
The world shook — not because of him, but due to structural failure. Dust filled the air. Screams rang through the smoke. And in the middle of it all, a young girl trembled.
Ming Yue. Just a stranger then.
Her sobs echoed in the dusty darkness. Fan Zhi, calm despite the chaos, pulled her close. No power. No magic. Just warmth. He hugged her and said softly,
"You're safe now. Close your eyes. I won't let anything happen to you."
He couldn't use his powers — they were too unstable. If unleashed, they'd cause far more harm than help.
Instead, he comforted her. Quietly. Until others came. Until the screaming stopped. Until light returned.
She would never forget that moment.
But to Fan Zhi, it was just a memory swallowed by time — one of many.
He disappeared not long after.
Not because of fate. But because the world didn't know what to do with someone like him.
And two years later...
The same girl — now awakened to her own powers — would begin a search across realms, timelines, and war-torn worlds to find the one who once gave her warmth.
She didn't know he had already been sealed.
Didn't know that ten thousand of the strongest beings barely stopped him.
Didn't know his only feeling left was guilt.
And she certainly didn't know that he didn't want to be saved.
But for Fan Zhi — who had no friends, who was feared by all —
One memory refused to fade:
The death of the only one who called him "big brother."
This is the story of power, pain, and the only girl who ever truly cared.
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