The Observatory stood alone on a dark hill, far from the nearest city. It looked like a giant metal dome, built to watch the sky — not for stars, but for anything *strange*.
Inside, the air was cold. The walls were filled with quiet hums, blinking lights, and screens that tracked every emotional shift in the world. This was where the Kharon Hunters worked — men and women trained to detect danger before it became chaos.
That morning, the alarm went off.
A loud, calm *beep* echoed through the control room. Not panicked. Just serious.
Commander *Elian Kadam * stepped forward. He was tall, dark-skinned, with a scar across his left eye and short grey hair. His face was hard, shaped by war. He didn't speak loudly — he didn't need to.
"Talk to me," he said.
Captain *Reiz Vorn*, younger but rough around the edges, leaned over the console. He had sharp eyes, a thin beard, and a tone like he'd smoked too many years of battle.
"Something just came through," Reiz said. "A breach. But small."
"Whisper spawn?" Elian asked.
"No," Reiz replied. "Too clean. Too… pure."
Then walked in *Sera Maen*, one of the best Veiler-ranked Hunters. She was calm, confident, with short black hair and green eyes that scanned everything twice. She wore the standard tight hunter uniform with her emotion collar glowing faintly on her neck.
Sera leaned closer to the screen. "It's strange," she said. "There's no Kharon pressure. But the readings are *loud*. Like whatever landed… *feels* everything."
Reiz frowned. "That's not normal."
Elian folded his arms. "Is it human?"
They both shook their heads.
"We don't know," Sera said. "Could be something else The scanners can't even tell if it's male or female. It just… showed up."
The screen blinked again. A strange pulse of silver light appeared on the map.
Sera froze. "Silver?"
Reiz stepped back. "That's impossible."
Only one anomaly in history had ever caused a silver reading. That one nearly ended two cities
Elian's jaw clenched. "We send scouts. No engagement. We observe first."
Sera smiled slightly. "You think this one is special."
"I think," Elian said slowly, "something has *entered* the world. And the world felt it."
The room was quiet.
Everyone stared at the silver pulse. No one knew what it was. Not yet. But deep inside, they all felt the same thing.
This wasn't just another threat. It was the beginning for something big.
The sirens had stopped, but the weight in the air hadn't.
Commander Elian Kaede stood in the center of the control room, arms crossed behind his back, eyes fixed on the slowly pulsing silver dot on the screen. Around him, Kharon Hunters moved with controlled urgency.
"Mobilize a field unit," he said, his voice like steel. "I want eyes on the breach zone in under fifteen minutes."
Captain Reiz nodded and turned sharply. "Squads One and Three, gear up! Full-spectrum emotional dampeners, no projections, no triggers. This might be a clean anomaly, but we don't take chances."
groups of Hunters -twenty one stood up from the ready bay. Their suits were matte black, lined with silver fibers that shimmered when touched by emotion. They moved like wolves: quiet, trained, deadly.
Sera Maen walked among them, slipping her reinforced boots on, then her chestplate. With serpent envy on her back .Her emotion collar glowed soft orange — steady, calm.
Reiz handed her a folded device. "Portable veil pulse. In case the anomaly starts bending reality that can easily pull them back.
Sera took it without a word.
"Maen," Elian called to her from across the room. "You're leading this. I want no contact unless necessary. Observation only. Understand?"
She nodded. "If it breathes, we don't."
The Hunters checked their gear: neutralizers, feedback daggers, mirror-thread cloaks — every tool designed not to *kill*, but to suppress. Because the worst threats weren't physical. They were emotional. They twisted you from the inside out.
Down in the hangar, the transport was ready.
5 long veil tech military vehicles were packed ready to move.
these vehicles are not just ordinary vehicles they are simply powerhouse itself. Built with raw veil relic and powered by kharon's emotion cores .
As the team boarded, Elian spoke into the comms.
"This isn't just another fall. Whatever's down there caused a silver pulse — the last time that happened, we almost lost two cities. Keep your heads cold. Do not *feel*. If you feel, you feed it."
The ramp lifted.
Inside the transport, Sera closed her eyes.
"Everyone run a final cap check," she said.
The team touched the emotion-lock necklaces on their collars. Each one flashed green — still holding.
But they all felt it.
Something… different was waiting.
As the transport hummed into the distance, Elian turned back to the silver dot, now pulsing faster.
Whatever it was, it had arrived.
And it had changed the world just by falling.