Prologue: Hiro, the sunshine

Since I was small, I have always seen the world differently from other people. Everything was so bright. Every spot filled with darkness was always glaring and visible to me. I never knew what was wrong with me.
But that's not the only thing. People around me always stared or looked with a fearful face.

When my mom and I were buying cabbage at the street market, a girl bumped into me and fell down. When I tried to help her up, her face filled with fear. Soon, tears began to run down her cheeks. She started to mumble: "I'm sorry. Please. Don't- Please. I'm- I'm sorry!"

Then she quickly stood up and ran while tears streamed down her face. The adults who passed by just gave me angry looks but kept walking, saying nothing. Silently, I said I'm sorry... I'm sorry for who I am... I'm sorry I- I was born.

Just when I finished the line, my mom hugged me and whispered:
"Don't be sorry... honey. You are my most valuable treasure. Don't be sad anymore. I'm here now. Ok? It was never your fault." I was never told why I am hated by the people. And I honestly never cared. Until now... my mom slowly loosened the hug and used her thumb to wipe away my tears- Wait. Mine? I was... crying? But I was not sad. Or was I? Why would I? Nothing changed. It was a completely normal day. So what changed inside of me? I asked myself again and again. My head was running, looking for answers to my questions right then. I blacked out everything around me until we got home, and my mom gave me a donut. "Cmon Hiro. Don't make such a face."

I raise my face and look into hers. Her tears are still visible. Her eyes were swollen. She continued crying when we got home, and I didn't even notice.... I was too focussed to myself. Why was I like this?
She was the first and last person who believed in me and loved me as I am. Why didn't I notice it? My most loved person in my life lost their sanity and cried for someone like me. Did she?
How could I blend her out in a situation like this? She always smiles and cheers me up.

Even though my father left when I was born. She lost her status as a noble and everything... Now she lives in the slums trying to raise me. Fighting day by day. Surviving at the edges of life. Why didn't I notice how broke she was?

3 months after that day, she died.
Her corpse was found in a garbage pile. Violated. Destroyed... with a painting on her belly:
The devil's gate

Somehow I managed to survive 4 months before I got beaten near to death because of stealing food. Just then, I smiled brightly and laughed out loud. At that moment I realised something...
It was the first time somebody actually didn't fear me and beat the hell out of me. I was so happy. Finally... They saw me as one of them.

Before I really would die, a knight stopped the merchant and gave him the money for the food I stole. The merchant stepped away with angry noises. I still smiled and passed out before I could thank the knight...
-- 〈◊〉

My life changed because of just 1 person. That day, he brought me to the knighthood of the kingdom. There, everyone cared for me. Everyone was so nice. They taught me to fight. They taught me to be a knight, and they gave me a home. A family. Soon, I climbed up the ladder and was the strongest of all the knights.
It turned out. I was the so-called hero. Born to fight the demon king. To fight the devil. Save the kingdom... and the world.

That was the reason my my hairs was glaring silver. My eyes were yellow with an ability to create strength in the thin air. My power and abilities were beyond a human.
And the knight, who saved me, was missing. I never saw him again...

Years of wars passed. And I was the hero of the kingdom. I was the star and savior of all who gave up on hope.
I was Hiro. The sunshine, that was showing the way.
Now I was strong enough to fight the devil... I was strong enough to bring back my mother...

I'm coming mom... Please. Wait just a little longer... I'll be with you soon...