"Not all who enter the Spirit World are created equal. For beyond the Light… lies the land of the forgotten — the Real Spirit World."
Above, far beyond the shadows, lies the Light World — a realm guarded by divine angels and ancient laws.
It is calm. Pure. Watched by eyes that never close.
But deep below, beyond the reach of light, roars the Real Spirit World.
A world without balance. A place where spirits are born not from love, but from purpose — usually violence.
Here, there are no families. No comfort.
Only power… and survival.
Before he entered the darkness, a great light stopped Shin's soul.
From within, a radiant angel appeared — not stepping into the Real World, but speaking from the edge.
"Shin… you are loved by the One above."
"Those He forgets are never sent here with light."
"You are a child of balance — may that light protect you… even here."
The angel's voice faded… and Shin's soul descended into the depths.
Thunder rolled.
The ground shook.
In the middle of a dark valley surrounded by monstrous shadows and distant fire, a child appeared — formed from light, but covered in the ash of this cruel world.
A baby, lying in the dirt.
Tiny. Silent.
But his eyes glowed white — soft, innocent, yet otherworldly.
And deep inside his small chest… a faint light flickered in his heart.
Nearby spirits watched from the shadows.
"Tch… just a baby?"
"Is that a joke?"
"The weak ones always die first."
They moved on. They didn't see what the angel saw.
But the light in Shin's heart did not go out.
Not yet.
To be continued