Not everything that walks has a purpose.

Not everything that is silent is empty.

And not all stories about the world... must end in salvation or destruction.

The destruction is not the result of the last war but of a betrayal that was never mourned.

The sky has long stopped speaking.

And the world begins to rot from within.

Among the ruins, walks a man who never makes a sound, namely Sora, the Unkindled. He carries no destiny, nor does he carry a promise. He only walks. Mute since birth, but in his silence is contained a historical wound that no one can say. Sora never intended to save the world, nor did he want to destroy it. He only wanted to know... is the world that has thrown him away, still worthy of being understood?

On his journey, Sora meets three other souls who are just as fragile, such as;
Kaelith, a brave archer who hides love in silent solitude.
Vael, a remnant knight from a fallen kingdom, still bound by an irredeemable oath.
Namien, a flamboyant wizard who hides his world-weariness in his sneers and sharp jokes, has chosen to become a wandering merchant.

Together, they walk the cracked ground, facing ancient curses, lifeless armies, and questions they will never find answers to. They don’t know if they are moving toward salvation… or merely prolonging their fall.

But as time goes on, they learn that what connects them is not hope, but the courage to walk in silence. That perhaps the world needs not a savior but someone broken enough to listen… and honest enough to promise nothing.

In the time before rivers turned to dust,


before the last star falls from the sky and the old towers collapse and crumble,


there is still hope woven into the breath of the world.


Not a hope sung by a traveling singer or engraved on an inscription.


Hope that survives because it is invisible.


And among that silence walked one who was not born of prophecy or forged in the cradle of the gods.


They carried no blade of legend, no divine blood in their veins.


But when the veil between what is and what should never be is torn apart,


They walk not to lead armies or claim crowns, but to remember what the world has forgotten: that being human is not a destiny written by fate itself, but a choice made in the shadows.


At first, they were not called anything.


However, as the kingdoms began to crumble,


when animals move in the deepest earth,


when lies are crowned and truth is cast into exile,


Etched in the firelight on the cave walls.


But one who sees the shape of what may be to come and chooses to move forward anyway.


Chapter 1 - Prologue: In the Time Before Silence