Act I: The Slaughter in Whispering CanyonThe snow-covered walls of the canyon are painted with dark goblin blood. A massive horde of mutated, armored goblins circles the three brothers and Yurto. At the center of the camp, Eleanor is bound in anti-magic chains, weak and exhausted.Yurto: Sprinting forward, deflecting a rusted axe with his shortsword. Form up! Protect the flanks! Hiria, freeze their front line!Hiria: Walking forward slowly. His eyes are blank, dead, and pitch black. He doesn't speak. He raises his right hand.A wave of black ice violently rips through the goblin ranks, but he doesn't just stop them. The ice spikes slowly and brutally pierce through the creatures, twisting them into gruesome sculptures. Hiria's hand then flashes molten red. He unleashes a volley of fire blades, brutally severing limbs and torturing the surviving beasts as they scream.Yurto: Staring in horror, remembering his prophecy vision. Hiria! Stop! They're already defeated!As Hiria raises his blade for another overkill execution, the howling wind and smoke behind him warp. For a split second, a colossal, terrifying shadow silhouette of a taller, armored, and truly evil future version of Hiria looms over the battlefield, mimicking his murderous stance.Zora: Leaping in, transforming his leg into a heavy bone-shield to block Hiria's rogue blast, while his arms fire suppression rounds at the remaining chieftains. Snap out of it, kid! We work as a team!Asher: Swooping down, his eight white wings creating a barrier of shiny holy light. For the family! [Radiant Purge]!With a synchronized team assault, Asher vaporizes the goblin leaders, Zora flattens the guards, and Yurto cuts the anti-magic chains, safely securing their mother. The battle is won, but Yurto cannot shake the image of the terrifying silhouette that stood behind his brother.Act II: A Year Later — Labor Pains and Living NightmaresTime Jump: One Year Later.The manor is filled with chaotic screaming. In two separate bedrooms, both Eleanor and Mina are going into labor at the exact same time.Arthur: Pacing back and forth in the hallway, pulling his hair out, sweating through his shirt. I can't handle this! The screaming! The pressure! Someone give me a sword, I'd rather fight ten dragons!Yurto: Rolling up his sleeves, carrying buckets of hot water and clean towels. Shut up, Dad, and hold this. Hiria, handle the sterilization magic. We are delivering these babies ourselves.Hiria: Calmly channeling a perfectly balanced, warm steam aura to keep the rooms sterile. I survived a truck in one life and a goblin army in this one. A double birth is just basic logistics.Thanks to the brothers' flawless teamwork, the deliveries are successful. Eleanor gives birth to beautiful twin girls.A few days later, the family gathers in the parlor. Arthur leans over the cribs of his newborn daughters, crossing his eyes and sticking his tongue out to make a funny face.Twin Girls: Instantly burst into loud, terrified, synchronized screaming.Eleanor & Mina: Sighing in unison, pushing Arthur away to cradle and soothe the crying babies.Zora: Leaning against the doorframe, chewing on an apple. Nice job, Dad. You're completely creepy. No wonder they're traumatized.Act III: The Grand BetrayalA few days later, a massive, heavily armored transport carriage bearing no insignia arrives at the manor. In the courtyard, Eleanor and Mina are tearfully hugging the brothers, saying deep, emotional goodbyes.Yurto: Looking around, completely confused. Wait... Mom? Mina? Why are you saying goodbye? Where are we going?Arthur: Stepping forward, his face completely devoid of his usual comedic warmth. His eyes are dead and cold. I'm shipping you all away. A special training expedition across the world to make you stronger.Hiria: His eyes widening as his past-life survival instincts scream. Yurto... this isn't a drill. He's lying. RUN!The brothers bolt, but Arthur moves with the speed of an elite Grandmaster. He doesn't hold back. With brutal physical aura, Arthur lunges forward, delivering a devastating, lightning-fast punch straight to Asher's throat.CRACK.Asher collapses into the dirt, clutching his neck, his throat severely and permanently damaged, unable to form a single word or cast a holy spell. Arthur spins, delivering a heavy blow to Zora's temple, knocking him out instantly. He sweeps Yurto's legs, slamming him into the stone floor until he loses consciousness.Before Hiria can ignite his fire swords, Arthur slams a heavy, cursed anti-magic collar around Hiria's neck and drives a heavy hilt into his stomach, plunging him into darkness.Act IV: Scattered to the VoidHours later, Yurto, Zora, and Asher wake up groggily in a barren, rocky wasteland thousands of miles away from home, stripped of their gear, with Asher unable to speak.Meanwhile, Arthur returns to the manor, putting on a fake, sorrowful face for his wives.Arthur: Lying smoothly. The boys arrived safely at the elite academy. Hiria is right there with them, leading the pack. Don't worry, it's what's best for them to grow.In reality, Arthur hates his sons for the power they wield and the shame they brought to his name. But he fears Hiria most of all. He didn't send Hiria to an academy.The screen cuts to the Abyssal Pit, the worst, most brutal black-site prison at the literal edge of the world. Fifteen-year-old Hiria is chained to a frozen iron wall, naked, bleeding, and heavily bruised. A group of masked, sadistic mercenaries hired by Arthur walk into the cell, carrying barbed whips and branding irons.Mercenary Captain: Smirking, heating up a brand. Your old man paid us a fortune to keep you broken, kid. Said you're a monster that needs to be kept away from the world forever. Let's see how much magic you have left after this.As the whip cracks against Hiria's skin, his blood drips onto the freezing floor. Trapped in the dark, brutally tortured, and entirely abandoned by his father, the last remnants of Hiria's humanity begin to wither away, fueling the rise of the dark, apocalyptic villain his brother saw in the prophecy.[To Be Continued...]
