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The Game Of The Inverters

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Born blind and unwanted, Dawn grew up listening to the world while it ignored him. Every sound told a story he couldn’t see — every heartbeat, every whisper, every betrayal. When a single act of kindness lures him into a trap that shatters his life, he dies not knowing trust, love, or justice. But death is not the end. A cosmic entity named Fenrir Alistair Blivixis offers him a second life in Astra’vhel, a world of demidemons, ancient powers, and rules that twist reality itself. Reborn as the Inverted One, Dawn possesses abilities beyond comprehension: he is untouchable, unclassifiable, and unstoppable. In a society built on hierarchy, pride, and power, a blind boy becomes the anomaly that no one can define — feared by elites, courted by enemies, and observed by cosmic forces. As betrayal, ambition, and the mysteries of the Fold unfold, Dawn must navigate a world that rejects him, wielding his newfound powers to survive… and to rewrite the very laws of existence. Dark fantasy, cosmic horror, and demonic intrigue collide in this epic saga of pain, rebirth, and unstoppable vengeance.
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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1 — “A WORLD I COULD HEAR BUT NEVER SEE”

Chapter One

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Narrative Monologue (Opening Scene)

Darkness.

Wind.

Rain tapping like impatient fingers on glass.

Dawn (narration):

"They say the world is beautiful.

That colors can comfort you.

That faces can tell the truth.

Maybe that's true… for other people.

But I was born into a world without faces.

No colors. No shapes.

Only sound.

I heard everything—

every lie, every trembling heartbeat, every cruel intention someone tried to bury.

People thought I was blind.

But the truth is…

I saw more than anyone else."

The rain softens.

Small footsteps.

A tiny heartbeat.

"This is the story of the boy who died quietly…

and the monster the world forced him to become."

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Scene 1 — The Boy With Clouded Eyes

Dawn's first memory was his mother humming—

soft, careful, like she was afraid the world might break if she sang too loud.

He never saw her face.

Only a warm outline glowing inside his mind.

But sound was enough:

Her tired breathing.

Her gentle footsteps.

The smile hidden inside her heartbeat.

His father was louder—

boots thumping against the floor, tools clinking, laughter booming as he lifted Dawn up.

Their life was poor. Small.

But warm.

Dawn never complained about his eyes.

He didn't need to.

His parents never treated him like something broken.

But peace doesn't last.

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Scene 2 — Fourteen

Winter arrived like it wanted to kill something.

His mother's humming grew weaker…

then cracked…

then vanished.

Illness, they whispered.

Dawn remembered the coughing.

Then the silence.

Then the moment her heartbeat—the one constant in his world—finally stopped.

Two months later, his father followed.

Not from sickness…

but from grief so sharp it carved him hollow.

Dawn stood alone in the rain, blind eyes facing the sky, the world shrinking into silence.

He was fourteen.

Alone.

Unwanted.

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Scene 3 — Relatives Without a Heart

His relatives took him in because the law demanded it.

Not love.

They barely fed him.

Never spoke kindly.

Didn't bother hiding their disgust.

And he heard everything:

> "He's a burden."

"Creepy little thing, staring like that."

"If he wasn't blind, he might be useful."

"We should've refused him."

Every whisper cut deeper than a blade.

So he learned the rules:

• Don't make noise

• Don't ask for food

• Don't get in the way

• Don't let them feel your existence

Dawn survived by becoming silent.

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One night, whispers leaked through his door:

> "We can't keep feeding him."

"A rich family needs workers—they'll pay us."

"He'll be better off there."

He didn't cry.

He just sat, hands trembling, listening to adults discuss his life like an item for sale.

The next morning, Dawn was taken away.

Not adopted.

Not welcomed.

Sold.

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Scene 5 — The Wolf's Den

The rich family wasn't cruel.

But they weren't kind.

To them, Dawn was a tool:

• Cleaning the estate

• Feeding animals

• Running chores by sound and memory alone

He worked until his hands cracked.

And he never complained.

By sixteen, whispers grew again:

> "That blind kid? He's too smart."

"He works harder than everyone."

"He hears everything… it's creepy."

Then something unexpected happened—

People started noticing him.

Girls smiled at him.

Visitors praised him.

Guests admired his calm, mysterious presence.

And the family hated it.

Their children hated it.

Society hated it.

Because a blind nobody wasn't supposed to outshine them.

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Scene 6 — A Single Friend in a Cold World

She was the first person to treat him like a real human.

She laughed with him.

Walked beside him.

Described the world in colors he couldn't see but could almost feel.

For the first time since childhood…

Dawn felt warmth.

Hope.

He knew better…

but he held onto it anyway.

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Episode 1 Ending — Dawn Turns 20

Dawn grew quietly.

His senses sharpened into something beyond human.

His presence became magnetic.

People noticed.

And envy followed.

> "Who does that blind servant think he is?"

"He doesn't deserve that attention."

"Someone needs to humble him."

Then, on his 20th birthday, his friend asked him out.

A small celebration.

Just the two of them.

Dawn accepted.

For once, the world felt like it was finally giving him something.

He didn't know—

he was walking straight toward the rooftop

where his life would be shattered.