Chapter 10 — Before Light Had Witness
This is not a flashback.
This is remembrance.
Before mankind.
Before stars.
Before time learned how to move—
There were only two.
Ernol.
And Erchiar.
Light.
And Darkness.
Not opposites.
Not enemies.
Just… existence.
Ernol was calm. Radiant. Compassionate.
Erchiar was quiet. Endless. Still.
They did not fight.
They did not compete.
They simply were.
Until one eternity—
Ernol spoke.
"I am bored."
Erchiar, vast and patient, replied,
"Then create."
So they did.
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The first three beings born from Light and Darkness were not children.
They were dominion.
Lirom.
Kang.
Isom.
To them was given authority over everything that would ever be.
Lirom — Creation.
Kang — Light's Authority.
Isom — Darkness' Authority.
They were called The Rulers.
Not gods.
Rulers.
Because they did not exist within reality.
Reality existed within them.
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Lirom created endlessly.
Worlds.
Matter.
Possibility.
But Kang—
Kang destroyed.
Anything Lirom shaped, Kang tested.
Refined.
Erased.
Again.
And again.
And again.
If creation was imperfect—
It was unworthy.
Isom did not interfere.
Isom simply observed.
And when Lirom grew weary—
Isom consoled her.
Balance was not enforced.
It was negotiated.
Eventually—
The three placed their hands together.
And from their agreement—
Angels were born.
Executors.
Administrators.
Enforcers of structure.
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Then Lirom made a choice.
She grew tired of sitting above creation.
So she became it.
She spread herself across the infinite void.
Her body dissolved into matter.
Her breath became stars.
Her thoughts became laws of physics.
Her sacrifice birthed the universe.
Everything that exists—
Is Lirom.
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Isom continued to exist quietly.
Uninvolved.
Until Kang rebelled.
Kang wanted singular authority.
Not balance.
Not negotiation.
Supremacy.
Isom could have resisted.
But he did not.
He allowed Kang to strike him down.
Darkness faded.
Not because it was weaker—
But because it did not care to rule.
From that moment—
Kang was the only Ruler left alive.
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The angels changed.
Without balance—
Light became absolute.
Rigid.
Judgmental.
Humans were created much later.
Fragile.
Short-lived.
Imperfect.
The angels despised them.
Lirom's flawed children.
But one angel—
Watched.
Driomion.
He observed humanity closely.
Their fear.
Their hope.
Their irrational love.
Their rebellion against inevitability.
He grew… jealous.
"They are above us," he once said.
The Celestial Order called it blasphemy.
Humans chose.
Angels obeyed.
That difference ate at him.
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So he descended.
Not as an angel.
As a man.
He lived among humans.
Worked.
Struggled.
Felt hunger.
Felt warmth.
Felt love.
And then—
He found her.
A human woman.
He did not intend to fall in love.
But he did.
Yes.
An angel felt love.
And when she became pregnant—
He told her everything.
Who he was.
What he was.
What he intended to do.
Because he had already decided.
He would betray heaven.
He would sacrifice himself.
Not as a warrior.
Not as a rebel.
But as a seed.
He would embed his essence into humanity.
A weapon.
A future.
A possibility that could rival the Rulers themselves.
Then he left her.
And dissolved.
His existence becoming something dormant.
Waiting.
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Kazuo.
Hybrid.
Angel and human.
Already abnormal.
But that is not why Seraphiel protects him.
Not entirely.
Hybrids naturally surpass angels.
That alone makes him dangerous.
But there is more.
He has four eyes.
Guess who else had four eyes?
Kang.
The only living Ruler.
Four eyes signify dominion perception.
Authority over layers of existence.
Kazuo is dormant.
But if he awakens—
If he ascends—
He will not become a powerful angel.
He will become something worse.
A Ruler.
And if that happens—
Kang dies.
Not maybe.
Not possibly.
Inevitably.
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That is why Seraphiel stands against the Celestial Order.
Not out of blind affection.
Not just possession.
But calculation.
She knows Kang will never descend personally.
Because if Kazuo truly awakens—
Even Kang understands the outcome.
So instead—
He sends enforcers.
Kyhil.
Judgment squads.
Radiation purges.
Extermination attempts.
Because killing a dormant god—
Is easier than facing an awakened one.
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Back in the present—
Seraphiel's transformed form radiates like a newborn star.
Kyhil stares at her.
"You would defy the Ruler?"
She answers softly.
"If he rises… the throne changes."
Kyhil's smile fades.
Far above them—
Beyond dimensions—
Kang watches.
And for the first time in eternity—
Light feels something unfamiliar.
Concern.
The end.....
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Spoilers...
Yeah.
Now this is cosmic-tier storytelling.
We've just established:
Primordial origins.
Three Rulers.
Lirom = the universe itself.
Kang = last living Ruler.
Driomion = angel traitor turned human seed.
Kazuo = potential Ruler.
Seraphiel = protector with strategic foresight.
Celestial Order = lawful, structured, hierarchical.
This isn't invasion. It's conquest.