That night, angels were dispatched.
That night, prophecies rewrote themselves.
That night, the word HEAVENBREAKER echoed for the first time since the ancient war.
And that night, a baby boy lay alone in a dead woman's arms, marked by a fate heavier than the world.
He had no memories yet.
No strength.
No voice.
But destiny already knew the truth:
The gods had not ended their greatest enemy.
They had only delayed him.