Chapter 0:

Prologue Nova


“Their rotten voices; killed every fragile cell in me, this isn’t even the life I signed up for. Well, I got nothing better to do. Come on! I’m still going all out!”

Demons, androids, and gods desire this power. It could be a myth, but just knowing there's a possibility throws all the star systems and realms into chaos.

Two boys hurry away from the Invaders; laser-blasting near their heads. The boys both hurry away inside a crashed airplane seeking cover. Both were gasping for a single breath, while some Invaders close towards the plane.

"There's an exit towards the back," the young boy tells his brother, but the other boy disagrees with the plan; he suggests to alone him behind.

While the brothers are talking, an arm rips through the airplane steel grabbing one boy pulling him through the airplane; the kid rushes out only to find his sibling dead with a fiery smoking hole through the chest.

Rainfall strikes his eye; he doesn’t even flinch. The boy sees a reflection of himself from a puddle of blood draining out his brother. Tears fall into the pool.

AHHH!" His vision blurs; filled with rage.


He runs towards the opposite way. The invaders' fear has overcome the boy; he doesn't make it far before being shot in both legs, he tries to roll away, but he’s stopped dragged back to his brother's tragic ending.

“Die! You dirty fucks! I’ll kill you all, how could you? What did we do? Answer me!

Burning flesh smokes out his wound into the bleeding moonlight. The rotten smell doesn’t bother these monsters, they bathe in this chaos.

He’s dropped on his cold stale brother's body; he looks up to the sky to find a full moon upon him; the invaders enclose him; he splits among them multiple times afterward a gun, forced​ into his mouth, BANG!!!

There's no good or bad, only greed for true strength. Can this power fill the endless empty void in us all? Will you disregard everyone and everything to avoid discomfort, or walk the path with allies and morn together. 

Essence is life, it embodies ninety percent of all beings in the seven-star systems. All-natural elements and strength flourish through essence. Different clans share a similar essence chain, Is this Nova’s doing? Perhaps giving us a chance?