The stars burned quietly above Planet Shikkirik.
A world of sapphire skies and towering crystal peaks, it lay nestled on the fringes of a galaxy. Shikkirik was not known for war. It was a place of refuge —a quiet realm surrounded by vast nebulae and ancient asteroid fields. It was a sanctuary, a hidden jewel among the cosmos. A place where secrets slept beneath silver clouds and powerful bloodlines could hide from the gaze of gods, tyrants, and destroyers alike.
But as always peace never lasted.
Not in the universe ruled by fear and law of strength.
Beneath the fractured moonlight, a dome-shaped house stood in the hills near a crystalline waterfall, its surface shimmering with layered energy fields. The protective barriers buzzed faintly—tuned to deflect ki-based projectiles and planetary scanners. Inside, the atmosphere was thick with tension. A family of three stood in tense silence.
The mother—Sarah, a fierce yet gentle Saiyan woman—held tightly to a capsule device. Her long obsidian hair shimmered with streaks of silver as if the moonlight had woven itself into every strand. Her eyes—soft yet burning with resolve—watched the door like it might shatter at any moment.
The father, Kallen Azrieth, tall, broad-shouldered, and bearing a pair of crimson eyes, worked feverishly at the base of a compact escape pod and calibrating it for use. His fingers trembled—not with fear, but with urgency, as he adjusted calibrations, checked energy readings, and secured the life-support matrix.
And between them stood a boy.
Twelve years old, but his presence felt far older.
Aster.
His skin was smooth and dark, as if cast from shadow and bronze. His eyes burned like twin crimson suns—piercing, intelligent, and calm, even amid the growing chaos.Smooth dark skin, eyes like pools of crimson fire. His hair was short and sleek, jet-black with a faint silver sheen and a few crimson-tipped bangs falling just between his brows. He was beautiful—unnaturally so. It wasn't just his Saiyan blood… it was something else. Something deeper.
He was both mortal and divine.
The house rumbled violently.
Outside, the sky was no longer serene.
The sky seemed lit with fire and burned. Planet Shikkirik was dying—attacked by an unknown force far beyond its power to resist. Blinding flashes of blue and red lit the atmosphere as explosions carved through mountaintops and cities as the once-pristine air turned to a choking haze. Towers of light pierced the heavens.Clouds churned as streaks of energy battles raged through the upper atmosphere. Every protective ward the planet held was collapsing—one by one.
It was only a matter of time now.
Inside, the chaos crept closer. The forcefield outside the dome pulsed erratically.
"Aster… listen to me. You have to go now. The pod will take you to the planet we told you about—Earth."Sarah with a pleading tone her voice cracked with desperation, though she tried to mask it behind her usual motherly calm.
Aster clenched his fists, jaw tight."No! I can help—just let me fight!" he shouted, his voice shaking."You said I'm strong—!"
"You're not trained. You will be strong. But if you stay now, you'll die..." Kallen snapped, cutting through the room like a blade. Followed by a brief silence then his tone calmed and softened as continued "..... This isn't your fight. Not yet."
The room fell silent.
Sarah crouched down beside her son, placing a hand gently over his chest. Her voice was softer now, but no less firm."Aster, honey… your body holds more power than you know. And a truth even the gods would fear." She paused, eyes meeting his."That's why you must keep it hidden—at least until your strong enough to bear the consequences of carrying this blood. Your angelic blood—" she took a breath, "—must stay secret. No one must know. Not even those you trust."
Aster blinked hard, trying to stay strong.
"But what about you two…?" Aster asked as his voice was slowly cracking as he tried his best to resist the tears, the first tear threatening to break free. He bit his lower lip and looked down.
Sarah leaned in and kissed his forehead, her eyes wet with unshed tears.Kallen reached down and activated the escape pod's main system. A loud chime filled the room as a column of soft blue light surged from its core, illuminating the walls.
The pod's interior opened like a blooming flower.
Kallen pulled Aster into a quiet hug.He leaned down and whispered something into his ear."Make them remember the name Aster Azrieth."His voice was gentle. Steady.
Then, with one last push of the button, the hatch closed around the boy.
The sky exploded.
The escape pod launched into the heavens just as the house was engulfed in flame and smoke.A burst of white fire consumed the dome just as the pod blasted into the air, streaking skyward at lightspeed. Aster screamed inside the sealed chamber, his hand slamming against the glass as the image of his parents—and his home—burned away below him.
His chest rose and fell in sharp breaths.But soon, the pod began to hum with its internal systems.The atmosphere peeled away.
The stars welcomed him.
Aster's body grew heavy. His eyes drifted shut as the cryo-chambers activated. His thoughts faded like mist as he slipped into stasis.
And in that silence, the child of two realms—still unaware of the true scale of his destiny—drifted into the void of stars.
Ten Days Later – Earth, Mount Paozu Region
A single meteor streaked through the Earth's atmosphere.
Not the burning red of a rock—but shimmering white and crimson, with spiraling streaks of energy surrounding it. The pod smashed into the dirt near a grassy plain, carving a crater over thirty meters wide. Wildlife scattered. The impact sent tremors across the forest. Steam hissed from the pod's hatch as it hissed open.
Inside, Aster groaned.
His body was sore. His vision blurred. But his senses sharpened quickly—far quicker than any Earth-born child. He stood, slowly exiting the pod and planting his boots on the soil of Earth for the first time.....
To Be Continued