Ash drifted through the sky like falling snow.
Where once stood gods, now only silence remained.
And in the center of it all…
a child.
Small. Pale. Breathing softly amidst the ruins of a divine war.
Jiwoon.
System Alert
[User Identity Confirmed: Han Jiwoon]
[Status: Memory Loss Detected]
[Power Core: Locked at 6%]
[Emergency Protocol: Caretaker Mode Activated]
The boy stirred.
He blinked once. Then again.
Eyes too big for his face. Pupils shimmering faintly red.
But he didn't speak.
He didn't know how.
Arrival of the Guardians
The first to find him was Kravein.
He landed with a thud, cloak billowing, sword still dripping with celestial blood.
At the sight of the child, he froze.
"What… in the broken hells is this?"
Jiwoon looked up at him.
Not with defiance.
Not with power.
Just… curiosity.
Kravein's lip twitched.
"You've got to be kidding me. Don't tell me this brat is—"
Behind him, Qilin descended — majestic, glowing with a faint fury.
But when her eyes met Jiwoon's, she snorted.
…That's him."
"I can feel the echoes of Voidfire."
The New Mission
The system projected a message only visible to them:
"Primary Asset: Han Jiwoon
Condition: Severely Weakened
Objective: Protect until restoration or new directive"
Kravein crossed his arms.
"I signed up to serve a god, not babysit one."
Qilin stomped once, annoyed.
"You'd rather leave him? After what he did?"
"…No."
He knelt down to Jiwoon's level.
Jiwoon tilted his head.
"Do you… eat metal?" Jiwoon asked, softly.
Kravein stared at him.
"What?"
"You smell like swords."
A pause.
Then Qilin laughed. Loudly.
Back to Shelter
They carried Jiwoon away from the crater.
Wrapped him in a cloak too big for his frame.
The world behind them was broken —
but this small, wide-eyed boy…
He was still the most dangerous being alive.
Even if he didn't remember it yet.