The world of Elyria — a realm bathed in the light of two moons and a blazing star.
Humans here were not ordinary. Born with magic cores, they could command the very elements — fire, water, wind, earth, and more.
Far from the grand cities of steel and stone, where skyscrapers kissed the heavens and monuments gleamed beneath the sun, lay the slums — a place the moonlight barely touched. In one of its broken shacks, water dripped from the ceiling onto the dirt floor.
Carl woke with a start. The roof still leaked. The rain still fell. And his son, Raven, was still asleep.
He didn't have any super power and he was quite young about 14 years old .
> "What's that boy doing?" Carl muttered. "Doesn't he want to go to school today?"
He glanced at the cracked ceiling.
> "I don't think this house will last much longer," he sighed.
Then he leaned toward the bed.
> " You'll beRaven, wake up! late!"
> "Ahh, I don't wanna," Raven groaned.
> "If you don't go to school, you're not eating today."
> "Whatever!" Raven shouted back, rubbing his eyes.
By the time he got ready, the rain had stopped. A faint rainbow shimmered above the distant towers.
> "I'm going, Dad!" Raven called as he ran out.
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Morning in New Eden
The streets were muddy, but the sky was clear.
The school was not too far from his house .it was just a km far . As Raven was walking toward his school he could see many peoples using there powers one was useing his water abilities to collected all the water on the road making a huge water ball and then trow all of them in the drain, he was quiet handsome and wearing a yelow colured jaket . As he was looking at them a voice called him .
> "Hey, Raven!"
It was Nathen, his best friend — another boy with no magic core.
> "Haven't seen you in a while!"
> "Yeah," Raven said. "Didn't really feel like coming."
> "Is it because of the bullying?" Nathen asked softly.
Raven shrugged. "Nah. Let's hurry — the gate's about to close."
They made it just in time. Today's lesson was Control of Core Energy.
Everyone in class could cast magic — except Raven and Nathen.
> "Sir," a student said, pointing. "What about those two?"
Professor Levy sighed.
> "They'll observe. Think of this class as… a free period for them."
Raven lowered his head but said nothing.
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After school, Raven wandered near the mountain behind the academy.
He wanted to be alone.
But then — a flash streaked across the sky.
A meteor tore through the clouds and crashed into the mountainside.
> "What was that?" he whispered, eyes wide.
He ran toward it, heart pounding. Trees lay shattered, smoke rising from the crater. At the center, a dark green rock pulsed faintly with light. Tiny symbols — 0s and 1s — flickered across its surface.
> "Should I get closer? No… it could be dangerous."
He turned to leave — but then the rock split open.
A crimson orb burst out, streaking through the air.
Before Raven could react, it pierced straight into his chest.
The pain was unbearable. He fell to the ground, blood spilling, his heartbeat slowing. The last thing he saw before darkness took him… was the red light glowing beneath his skin.
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Meanwhile …
Carl wandered through the city, trying to find something cheap for dinner.
No luck. Prices had tripled again.
Finally, he went to the scrap yard, dragging a piece of silver metal shaped like a sphere.
> "Where'd you get this?" the dealer asked.
> "Found it near the Skyline Mountains," Carl replied.
The man examined it closely.
> "Interesting… I've never seen anything like this. I'll give you 25 silver coins."
> "Twenty-five?!" Carl gasped.
The dealer nodded. "Deal?"
> "Deal," Carl said, smiling faintly.
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Raven's eyes snapped open.
There was no light.
No sound.
No sky.
Only endless darkness stretching in every direction — thick and suffocating, like the world itself had been erased.
> "Hello?"
His voice echoed, swallowed instantly by the void. No answer.
Then — the ground began to tremble. A deep rumble grew louder beneath his feet … until suddenly, the world flipped.
He was falling — endlessly. Through shadows. Through whispers. Through nothing.
Just as he thought he would never stop, his feet hit solid ground.
The darkness shifted.
Now, he stood inside an enormous hall — silent and cold.
Rows of armored soldiers lined both sides of the room. Their bodies were forged of shadow and steel, faint crimson light glowing from the cracks in their armor.
And at the far end of the hall, on a throne carved from obsidian and flame, sat a figure — so massive that the air seemed to warp around it.
Raven couldn't move. His heart raced.
The figure leaned forward, eyes gleaming like dying stars. When it spoke, the voice wasn't just sound — it was inside Raven's mind.
> "You've finally come."
The words echoed through the hall, heavy and ancient — as if they had been waiting for him since the beginning of time.
Raven's breath caught. Before he could speak, the darkness cracked like glass under pressure. The ground trembled violently, and a deafening roar filled the void.
The soldiers turned their heads toward the sound, their red eyes flickering as if something greater was descending. Then everything — the throne, the soldiers, even the being before him — began to dissolve into smoke.
> "The gate has opened," the voice echoed one last time, distant and distorted.
"They have found your world."
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The Invasion
Raven's vision blurred. His body was pulled backward by an invisible force. He screamed as he was hurled through the void — falling, spinning, drowning in light and noise — until suddenly he hit the ground.
He rose to his feet, trembling. The hole in his chest was gone, replaced by dark red scars that glowed faintly beneath his skin. From his palm, a red diamond shimmered, pulsing like a heartbeat.
He gasped. He was back on the mountain where the meteor had fallen.
Then the sky turned blood-red.
Thousands of meteors blazed across the heavens, tearing through the clouds like fiery rain. Each one struck the ground with a thunderous explosion, shaking the earth. The light from above bathed the world in crimson.
And through the chaos, a shadow fell upon the land — vast and unearthly.
A metallic shape pushed through the smoke — immense and angular, humming with alien energy. The air vibrated as red lightning cracked through the sky. One by one, massive obsidian ships emerged from the clouds, their undersides carved with glowing runes and mechanical tendrils that reached toward the ground like claws.
The ground shook so hard that trees snapped like twigs. Raven stumbled backward, shielding his face from the heat.
A voice — deep, mechanical, and cruel — echoed from the sky:
> "This planet's core energy is sufficient. Begin extraction."
Dozens of crimson beams shot down from the ships, piercing the ground like spears. The skyline mountain split apart. Lava erupted. The air turned crimson.
The ground trembled beneath Raven's feet as one of the obsidian ships descended through the smoke, its engines screaming like torn metal. It landed at the very top of the mountain — right where he stood.
A massive figure stepped out, cloaked in darkness, its armor gleaming with crimson veins of light. For a moment, the world fell silent.
Raven's breath caught. The Vertian's gaze locked with his — two golden eyes burning through the mask of black mist. His body froze. A crushing pressure filled the air, pressing down on him until his knees gave way.
He fell to the ground, trembling, unable to look away.
Raven stared, frozen in terror. His heart pounded as he saw dark figures descending from the ships — tall, armored beings with faces hidden behind shifting masks of black mist. Their eyes glowed a sickly yellow.
They were not human. They were not even alive.
> "The harvest begins," one of them hissed, its voice echoing like statict
Far away, in the city of New Eden, people looked up as the sky turned blood-red.
Sirens wailed.
The invasion had begun.
And somewhere deep in the slums, Carl felt a tremor run through his body. He turned toward the mountain, eyes wide.
> "Raven…" he whispered.
In that moment, the world of Elyria stopped being a realm of magic — and became a battlefield for survival.