The world once trembled under his shadow. Mountains bowed to his will, nations whispered his name in terror, and the skies dimmed at his command.
For a thousand years,Huang,Sovereign of the Abyss,ruled the land with iron dominion and a mind as ancient as time itself. His power was unmatchable,his cruelty legendary -but deep beneath that ruthless exterior lay a secret burden: Immortality without purpose. Victory without a fulfillment. Rulership without meaning.
The final battle was not one of glory,but betrayal. The twelve Arch-sages he raised to power sworn to serve him to eternity,turned their blades and spell against him. At their side stood Sung,The Radiant Hero -once Huang's most beloved creation,an angel made of light who dared to defy his master.
He fell out of rage,but with a cold,hollow realization:
"Immortality means nothing when eternity betrays you"
His castle crumbled. The sky tore open. His soul, shattered by divine seal,drifted into the void-lost,forgotten....
Until it wasn't.
A thousand years later,a child was born beneath the blood-red moonin the humble farming village called Erendale. His name was Aiden,and from the moment he drew breath,the wind faltered and the earth shivered-quietly, unnoticed by mortal eyes. In his veins pulsed anicent darkness in his soul a storm waiting to awaken.
For years,Aiden lived as any simple boy-working on the fields, chasing fire flies, dreaming of distant kingdoms,never knowing the world once trembled at his whisper. Yet his eyes,deep and crimson beneath sunlight,held an ancient sorrow no child should bear.
Night after night,he dreamed.
In his dream he was a king of Shadows,a god of fear. He saw armies kneel,stars scream,heavens burn. He saw the blade of betrayal pierce his chest again and again. He heard Sung's voice-the angel he once molded-cry out in both hatred and grief.
"You taught me power,but never love. And so I destroy you not as a hero.....but as the monster you forced me to become".
Those words haunted him.
Was he truly evil?or merely the mirror of a world corrupted long before he ruled it.
Awakening each morning,sweat on his bow. Aiden felt both dread and destiny. His childhood innocence warred against the ancient malice awaking within him.
But fate does not wait gently.
For the first omen came when the village priest collapsed at the temple altar, gasping,eyes wide with terror, screaming in tongues forgotten by mortals.
"He rises.....He rises! The Shadow-Sovereign walks again"
The earth shook,black thunder rolled across a serene sky. And deep within Aiden's heard a voice whispered -
Cold. Anicent. Familiar
" We begin again "
Across kingdoms,rulers shivered.prophets clawed their eyes out in madness. The holy order that once sealed Huang felt their wards unravel like spider silk in flame. Angels trembled in their celestial halls, remembering the only being who once dared to challenge the heavens themselves.
And in a forgotten realm of eternal light,Sung's no longer angelic but corrupted by millennium of regret opened his burning eyes and whispered.
" So the cycle returns. Demon lord.....will you rise as a tyrant once more?
Or will you shatter fate itself?