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This series is rated 16+
It contains themes and scenes that may not be suitable for younger audiences, including:
Mild violence and psychological tension
Mentions of crime, corruption, and moral conflict
Occasional strong language
Emotional and mature themes related to loss, identity, and humanity
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GENRE :- ACTION | SCI-FI | DRAMA | PHYSCOLOGICAL THRILLER | MYSTREY
Chapter 1 – Origin of Kye Kurasaki
A cold breeze brushed across the silent streets.
The night sky was heavy with rain clouds, droplets falling gently over the dim city lights.
Through the sound of rain, a faint cry echoed — a baby's cry, soft yet desperate.
Daigo: "What do you think... how old is he?"
Mira: "Maybe... seven, eight months? But what's a baby doing here... in this storm?"
Daigo: "I don't know. But leaving him here like this... it doesn't feel right."
Mira: sighs softly "You're right. If we don't take him, he won't survive the night."
Daigo knelt down, lifting the small child wrapped in a drenched blanket.
The baby's eyes opened—glowing faintly under the flickering streetlight.
Something about them... didn't look normal.
Mira: "Daigo... his eyes... they're—"
Daigo: "Yeah... I saw them too. But whatever he is, he's just a baby right now."
Thunder cracked above as Daigo wrapped the child closer to his chest.
He turned toward the dark road ahead.
20 YEARS LATER [ TIME SKIP ]
"Mom, where's my breakfast? I'm going to be late for university… it's already eight!"
"Is this my fault?" Mira shouted from the kitchen. "You're blaming me just because you got up late?"
Daigo sighed, rubbing his temples. "What's going on with you two, making noise this early? Can't an old man do his work in peace? But… Kye, you're right. You were late today because breakfast took too long."
Mira crossed her arms. "And now you're starting too?"
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Kye grabbed his bag. "I'll see you later, Mom, Dad."
"Take care of yourself," Daigo said. "Don't wander off anywhere after university."
"Yeah," Mira added. "Be careful."
"Sure," Kye replied.
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Kye (narration):
"My name is Kye Kurasaki, and I'm twenty years old. My parents are now in their mid-forties, having had a love marriage years ago. Why am I telling you this?
I live in New York City and study at one of the top universities, Hudson Tech University, pursuing a B.Tech in Computer Science. My parents have always provided me with everything I could need. Even though they aren't my biological parents, to me, they mean more than anything.
Yes, they can be strict about grades and performance, but I know it's because they have high expectations of me. Other than that, I love them dearly.
This morning, the air is chilly, with a light fog and drizzle hanging over the city streets. People are already rushing about, busy with their routines. In a morning like this, it feels as if the day ahead is brimming
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Kael laughed and shoved Kye playfully in the shoulder. "Kye, this is the third time this week you've been late. You've crossed the line — next time, Aiko and I aren't waiting for you."
Kye grinned. "Don't worry. I'll be on time next time, so no need to stress, Kael."
Aiko rolled her eyes. "We'll see how fast you get here, Kye."
They all laughed, the easy camaraderie filling the corridor. Kael nudged Kye. "So—did you finish yesterday's homework?"
Kye smirked. "Did you two?"
"Do I look like I did?" Kael shot back.
"Of course not. Don't worry — I'll share mine with you both," Kye said.
Aiko bumped his arm. "Thanks, Kye. You always help me out."
"It's nothing. We're friends," he said, shrugging.
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Lunch bell. The cafeteria smelled of fried noodles and brewed coffee; the chatter of a hundred students formed a low hum. Kye, Kael, and Aiko threaded their way through the crowd.
"Want to eat in the cafeteria?" Kye asked.
"Sure," Kael said. "Lead the way."
"Go ahead — I'll be right behind, let me fix my backpack," Kye replied, fumbling with a loose strap.
Before he could stand, three boys detached themselves from a nearby table and walked straight up to him. Their smirks had the practiced cruelty of kids used to getting away with things.
"Hey, Mr. Study-Book," the biggest one sneered. "We asked you for homework. You didn't give it to us, and we got punished. Who do you think you are?"
Kye straightened. "I gave my homework to my friends. Why would I give it to you? I don't even know you."
The boys laughed. The leader — taller, with a hard edge to his face — took a step closer. "Maybe we should make you remember us."
Before Kye could react, the leader — Ryker Hayes — grabbed the front of Kye's jacket. The fabric strained under the sudden force. Someone else shoved him, and Kye felt himself pitch forward; a moment later he hit the floor as the group laughed.
Ryker leaned down, voice low and cold. "My name's Ryker. Next time, watch yourself. Got it?"
Kael shouted and barreled forward, adrenaline turning his feet to speed. "Kye! Are you okay?" he cried, crouching beside him.
Aiko's hands flew to her mouth. "Are you hurt?"
Kye pushed himself up, patting his jacket like it barely mattered. "I'm fine," he muttered, but there was a sting spreading along his side where he'd hit the floor.
Kael's face went hard. "Let's go report them — how dare they treat you like that?"
Kye cut him off with a wry smile that didn't reach his eyes. "Forget it. They're nothing to me anyway."
A boy from the next table shrugged. "Those guys act like heroes around school. Best not to pick a fight with them."
The trio — Ryker and his cronies — scoffed and walked away, their laughter trailing like a promise of trouble. Kael helped Kye to his feet, but Kye kept his eyes on Ryker until he was out of sight. He couldn't explain the sudden, cold twist in his gut — not from the shove, but from the recognition under Ryker's grin, a hint that this wasn't a random act.
As they sat down at their table, Aiko fussed over him. "Really, Kye, you should have told a teacher. That was—"
"It's okay," Kye said again, quieter. He forced a smile for Aiko and Kael and tried to swallow the unease that had lodged itself behind his ribs. But the name — Ryker Hayes — had a weight to it now, like a piece of a puzzle clicked into place.
He didn't know it then, but the scrape on his pride would be the smallest mark of what was beginning to stir under the surface of his ordinary day.
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Kye pushed open the door and called out, "Mom, I'm home!"
From the kitchen, Mira's voice answered, "Good! Go freshen up, you must be tired."
"Where's Dad?" Kye asked, taking off his shoes.
"He's in his lab, working on something important," she replied. "Are you hungry? Should I make you something to eat?"
Kye shook his head. "No, Mom. I'm fine — my stomach's full."
He stretched his arms and yawned. "I think I'll take a nap. Feeling a bit sleepy."
As he climbed the stairs to his room, a thought crossed his mind.
"I sometimes wonder what Mom and Dad really do in that lab. They've never let me go inside. It's on the third floor — the top floor of our house. Maybe there's something dangerous in there… or something they don't want me to see."
He shrugged, too tired to think much further. "I'll ask them someday… but right now, I just need some sleep."
Within minutes, he drifted off, lost to dreams.
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Evening.
The family sat together in the living room, sipping coffee. The soft hum of the television filled the silence — until a sudden breaking news alert flashed on the screen.
> "Reports have been rising across New York City," the anchor said. "Children between the ages of three and five have been disappearing mysteriously. The reasons are still unknown — is this a case of kidnapping, or something far more disturbing?"
The anchor continued,
> "Former officer Renji Takahashi has been declared a traitor after publicly accusing the government of being involved in these incidents. Alongside him, Dr. Lira Asano, a bioengineer who allegedly conducted illegal self-experiments, has been arrested for violating scientific laws."
Kye frowned, glancing at his parents. "Mom, Dad… do you think the government could really be behind all this?"
Daigo leaned back, frowning. "Why would the government do something like that? Strange things have been happening lately, but those two — they're probably just making things up. Or maybe they've lost their minds."
Kye sighed. "I once read a novel where the government was completely corrupted, controlling everything in secret. What if it's the same in real life?"
Daigo chuckled softly. "Those things only happen in books, son. Stories stay stories."
Mira stood up, breaking the moment. "Alright, dinner's ready. Everyone come eat before it gets cold."
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Later that night, Kye lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. The moonlight spilled gently through the window, painting the room silver.
"This world is so vast," he thought. "And yet, it's filled with cruelty — greed, hatred, corruption. Why can't people just live peacefully? Why does someone always have to hurt someone else? Rape, kidnappings, robberies, wars, corruption… will it ever stop?"
He turned to the side, eyes half-closed.
"I wish I could build a world where none of that existed — just peace. Maybe that's too much to hope for. Maybe…"
His gaze drifted to the glowing moon outside.
"Are humans really the only ones living in this universe? I doubt it. Maybe… just maybe… there's something more out there."
A quiet sigh escaped his lips. "Heh… I'm overthinking again. Better sleep now — gotta wake up early tomorrow."
Within minutes, the room was silent except for the faint rhythm of Kye's slow, peaceful breathing.
Outside, the night air was calm, and the moon hung bright over New York, as if watching him — quietly, knowingly.
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