Some experiences in our lives teach us that zero is a concept people often misunderstand.
The state of emptiness lasts only for a brief moment,
yet for some, it becomes victory… and for others, defeat.
Zero is often called the meeting point of beginning and end.
If one truly understands it,
they realize that life is nothing but a cycle of victories and losses.
Some people carry such a positive perspective
that they even see defeat as a form of victory—
a new beginning.
And this… is the Zero of the Trilok Chakra.
To me, it is not emptiness—
it is a cycle.
The one who divided Trilok was known as Valmik.
After the division, and after thousands of years of suffering,
a new world was born—along with a new philosophy.
Valmik created a reality where Heaven and Hell existed within the same system,
yet they were not what people believed them to be.
Humans gave these realms the meaning of a "test."
They believed that after death, souls would travel there.
The souls that carried unfulfilled desires found their place on the Red Moon.
People began to call this place "Hell."
But over time, something changed…
Those very souls were hunted—
not for judgment,
but for the energy they possessed.
Translation:
The Moon was given the status of Heaven,
simply because its soil was white.
But in truth, that soil was no less than poison.
Valmik turned the Moon into a place for content souls—
a realm where only those who were truly at peace could reside.
In contrast, the Red Moon had crimson soil,
yet it carried a strange fragrance… almost like nectar.
Then, a new organization was formed.
People called it Mahan Mara,
because it was this very group that supported and protected the survivors.
But the organization made a mistake—
they helped people.
Because of that, hope and belief began to grow among humans.
Thousands of years ago, in the era of Valmik,
the great kings who once ruled were honored through the rise of thirteen religions.
As a result, even after the division,
humans continued to fight among themselves within a single world.
And eventually…
trade began.
Because of the presence of souls on both the Moon and the Red Moon,
the level of air increased over time—
and now, air itself exists and flows within those worlds.
To put an end to war and trade,
a girl was chosen—
someone who stands alone,
and refuses to bow until her very end.
In a quiet room, a boy sits, lost in thought.
He seems confused.
"What should I do…?" he murmurs.
"Today, I have to decide what I want to become."
"Should I choose energy… or power?"
"No… I should choose the materials used to forge weapons."
"But I've never been able to create any weapons from those materials…"
He pauses, remembering something.
"My grandfather told me to choose energy…"
"…Alright. Then that's what I'll choose."
"This is what I've been waiting for, for years."
A faint smile appears on his face.
"Yes… I may be only ten years old…
I already know how to climb mountains… and trees as well."
Just then, he hears a knock at the door.
Startled, he quickly stands up and rushes toward it.
As he opens the door, he sees his friend standing outside.
"Come on, brother, let's go play," his friend says.
The boy frowns slightly.
"Pasito… don't you remember what's on the first day of next month?"
Pasito shrugs lightly.
"Yeah, I know, Mara… but have you decided what you're going to choose in the competition?"
Mara exhales slowly.
"I'm still thinking… What about you?"
Pasito replies without hesitation,
"I'm choosing energy."
Mara looks at him seriously.
"That requires effort… and passion."
"Hunting on the Red Moon isn't as easy as you think."
He pauses, his voice lowering.
"Remember… it's like a graveyard out there."
Mara said, "You should go now. Let me think… we'll meet later."
With that, he shut the door firmly.
Pasito was startled.
After stepping a little away from Mara's house, he muttered,
"Why does Mara always show so much attitude…?"
Just then, he ran into another boy.
Seeing him, Pasito said, "Vaden, he's not coming. He says he's thinking about the competition."
Vaden shrugged.
"Forget it. Let's just start playing."
He turned and ran ahead.
Pasito called out,
"Wait! Where are you going without me?"
Then, in a quieter tone, he added,
"By the way… what's up with Mara? I've never even seen his parents."
With that, Pasito ran after Vaden.
But all this time…
Mara had been listening to everything from his window.