The story starts in a throne room, lit with torches, outside nothing but endless darkness brokened by twinkling stars, and inside the throne room we see a man
Long black hair tied in a bun shape, a golden expressionless mask covering his face, shiny like sun itself is inside it
He is wearing a black kurta with golden lining and a black dhoti, with golden mojari shoes in his foot
He seems to write something in a book with a pen, when he looks at the 4th wall, right at us, the eye sockets completely dark
"So you are all here" he says as he stands up with his hands on his back
"Myself Suvarnam Pilania, or just Suvarnam" he walks towards somewhere in a room full of book shelves, he walks towards a table and keeps his hand on the book kept on it
"The equilibrium: era of valderia, my first and my favourite story, today i want to share this world to you all" he says while looking at the 4th wall again
"This is story of valderia, city of lumiére, let me read it for you" he says that as the scene shifts to somewhere else
The city of lumiére, a divine place said to be created by godlike beings called the divine creators, but where there is light there is darkness
In the dark streets of lumiére, the darkest secrets of valderia are hidden, a 5 years old boy, hair red in colour like they are painted with blood, irises red like shiny Rubies, but clothes old and torn like never washed before
Bare foot, his feet are bleeding like they never wore shoes before, he is walking trying to hide from rain, his body soaked in water, he goes and sits in a slump area where a lot of boys and girls like him are hiding, he is sitting alone, no support, no friends, no families, nothing
He is shivering from cold, when someone covers him up with a old blanket, he looks up to a see a boy, maybe 10 years old in age, skin tone dark brown or black, eyeballs yellow like charming gold, hair short, his clothes old and dusty like his
"Why are you helping me?" The young speaks to the other boy, in a heavy, broken voice
"There is no one to help us so atleast we can help each other, what is your name little one" he replied in a serious but sympathetic voice
"Lu..lucien Devraille.." the young boy replied in a shaket voice
"Lucien devraille? Like from the devraille family. They are royal blood, than why you in poverty" he says while analysing him "i see because your hair are red" the black boy said in a sympathetic voice
"What is connection of red hair with all this?" Lucien asks in a shaket, confused voice
"See little one, it's a long story, but i will tell you, but you should know my name" he replied without looking at him but looking at sky
"What is your name?" Lucien asks in a curious voice
"Adrien, just Adrien" he says while still looking at sky
"Nice to meet you, mr adrien" he says with a soft voice
"Just call me Adrien, i don't like this 'mr' title" Adrien replied with a little annoyance in his voice
" Sorry.. adrien" lucien replied while looking down
"It's ok, don't start crying" Adrien replied in a soft voice
"Why are we in such conditions, why people with dark skin or red hair struggle so much"
"It's because of the person who created this world" Adrien replied, his face was serious
"Creator of everything..you mean like God.." lucien replied with a little wide eyes
"God is just a term, these creators are usually called divine creators, the first ever divine creator was lord chitreveda, the supreme leader of yatravan" he replied in a serious voice
"Yatravan, what's that?" Lucien asked with a puzzled look
"The other world, originally there was a single world called yatravan in our dimension which was created by lord chitreveda, lord chitreveda had more than 10 children which were manifestation of his infinitely high divine power, his first and strongest child was kharos, the manifestation of his wisdom, pride, and pleasure, kharos demanded to rule the other half of yatravan, instead of creating a new dimension, he got in a clash with lord chitreveda and that battle cracked yatravan into 2 pieces, the new second world was reformed by kharos, and that day it was named valderia, our world"
"It doesn't answer anything, what does it have to do with all this!?" Lucien asked, now he's getting frustrated
" Because 3000 years ago, kharos was betrayed and sealed by his 3 daughters, all 3 of them were formed from his specific energy, his first daughter sofía was made from his wisdom, his second daughter stolz was made out of his pride and his last daughter lumara was made out of his pleasure, they caught him off guard and sealed him away, for some reasons, lord chitreveda let it happen, that day, sofía tookover the first half of valderia, and the second was taken over by stolz and lumara, their hatred for kharos was so strong that because kharos's hair colour was red and his skin tone was dark brown, so whoever has these things naturally, their existence itself was a sin in view of stolz and lumara, and now we are suffering, my parents, grandparents, great grandparents, we all are suffering from bloodline to bloodline, this is our life and i have accepted it, i hate kharos, because he is responsible for all this " he told everything by getting frustrated slowly
"Did you ever thought one thing, Adrien " lucien asked in a calm voice
" What?" Adrien replied in frustration
" Instead of hating lord kharos, why don't we ever think of worshipping him?". He replied in a serious voice
" Have you lost your mind!? Are you crazy!? They will kill us all if we even tried!?". Adrien replied angrily
" But did you ever thought, hating him will not reduce our suffering because afterall we all have similarities to him, and they hate him so they hate us no matter what we do but what if worship the hated one maybe he actually helps". Lucien replied in a serious
" You are not the first person lucien, for generations a lot of people tried, even my father did, but they all were killed, don't think you are any chosen one, there are more than 10 guys who have red hair naturally in this place " Adrien replied in frustration
Lucien remained silent, when he looks up at sky and the scene cuts
Back to the room, Suvarnam is still on the chair, he keeps the book on the table and looks at the 4th wall
" So that was just start, there is a way long story futher, stay tuned, readers, i will be right back, goodbye"
He snapped his fingers and screen went black
The end