The heavens were burning.

A lone figure stood amidst the chaos — the main lead, Kayel.

He moved like destruction itself, cutting down heavenly soldiers as if they were nothing more than dust. Their weapons shattered, their formations collapsed, and one by one, they fell before him. Blood stained the skies as the so-called protectors of heaven were reduced to silence.

Kayel had become a machine of war.

Merciless. Unstoppable.

And then… a voice echoed.

A divine voice.

Cold. Judging.

Unforgiving.

“You have broken the laws of heaven,” the voice declared.

“You have killed the innocent… and for that, you shall be punished.”

The skies trembled as the curse was cast upon him.

“No one will ever fall in love with you.

Your existence will be erased from memory — no one will recognize you.

You will watch the people around you die… and you will be powerless to save them.”

Kayel stood still, his expression unreadable.

But the voice was not finished.

“Nyra’s soul… will never be reborn.

And if anyone dares to love you… they will die.”

Silence.

A curse worse than death.

“You will live… as an immortal… but as something far worse.”

The heavens went dark.

—

Kayel’s eyes snapped open.

He woke up, gasping for air.

Sweat covered his body, his heart pounding violently in his chest. His hands trembled as if they had just held something… someone.

His expression changed.

Fear.

Pain.

Loss.

He looked down at his arms… as if expecting to see someone there.

As if someone precious had just died in them.

But there was nothing.

Only emptiness.

And a lingering feeling… that the dream was not just a dream.

It felt real.

Too real.

After waking up, Kayel realized the truth.

He had no time.

If he failed to find her soul… it would disappear forever.

And Nyra would never be reborn again.

Without hesitation, he began his search.

Days turned into nights as he followed every trace, every hidden clue left behind by the gods. And finally… he found it.

A place no one was meant to reach.

A forbidden chamber deep within the remains of heaven.

Kayel stepped inside.

And then… he saw it.

A small, white glowing sphere… suspended in the air.

Her soul.

Bound by heavenly chains.

It flickered weakly… as if it was suffering.

For a moment, Kayel froze.

Once, he was merciful.

Once, he felt everything.

But now…

Seeing her like this… something inside him broke.

The pain in his eyes slowly turned into rage.

Pure, uncontrollable rage.

He raised his hand.

His sword answered his call.

In a single strike—

The chains shattered.

He caught her soul gently in his hands, as if holding something fragile… something irreplaceable.

A tear rolled down his cheek.

“I’m sorry, Nyra…” he whispered, his voice trembling.

“I’m sorry I was late… sorry for everything… this pain… it’s all because of me.”

For the first time… the god of war looked broken.

But before he could leave—

The sound of footsteps echoed.

Heavy. Cold. Approaching.

Kayel’s expression changed.

He knew that sound.

Heavenly soldiers.

They had come… to take her away from him once again.

The sound of armored footsteps echoed through the chamber.

Heavenly soldiers.

They surrounded Kayel, their weapons pointed toward him.

A cold voice broke the silence.

“So… you finally found this place,” the leader said, stepping forward. “Faster than we expected.”

Another soldier smirked. “It’s been a long time, Kayel. You still look the same… arrogant as ever.”

The leader’s eyes narrowed.

“You may have come here… but you won’t leave without our permission.”

He pointed his blade at Kayel.

“If you wish to live, leave the soul and surrender.

Otherwise… you both die here.”

Silence.

Kayel slowly lifted his gaze.

“Me… die?” he said softly, almost amused.

A faint smile appeared on his lips.

“I think you’ve forgotten who I am.”

The air around him grew heavy.

“Do you really believe… you can stop me?”

His eyes turned cold.

“Even your gods couldn’t stop me from taking her.”

The soldiers tightened their grip on their weapons.

“Then we grant you death,” the leader declared.

In the next moment—

They attacked.

Blades clashed. Light exploded across the chamber.

But Kayel… did not move in fear.

He moved like a storm.

Every strike they made… he blocked. Every attack… he survived.

And then—

He spoke.

“My turn.”

A dark aura erupted from his body.

His armor formed around him, glowing with a deadly energy. His sword appeared in his hand—its blade turning crimson, thirsting for blood.

In a single step—

He vanished.

And in the next second—

Slash.

Silence.

The soldiers froze.

Then… one by one… they fell.

All of them.

With just one strike.

Kayel stood in the middle of their broken bodies… untouched.

Only the leader remained.

Before he could react—

Kayel was already in front of him.

He grabbed him by the neck and lifted him into the air.

“Now…” Kayel said coldly, tightening his grip.

“Your turn.”

The leader struggled, gasping for air.

“How could you forget… who I am?” Kayel whispered.

“You are nothing… in front of me.”

The leader forced a weak laugh.

“Do you really think heaven will let you go?” he said. “If you kill me… you won’t escape either.”

Kayel’s eyes darkened.

“So now… you threaten me with heaven?”

A dangerous smile appeared.

“I’ll deal with them… after you’re dead.”

He tightened his grip—

“Wait!” the leader shouted desperately. “I’ll tell you something… something you don’t know!”

Kayel paused.

His eyes narrowed.

“When death stands before you… you choose to bargain?”

The leader nodded quickly.

“Nyra… is alive.”

Everything stopped.

Kayel’s grip loosened for a second.

“What… did you say?”

Then suddenly—his grip tightened again, stronger than before.

“Say that again,” he growled. “Do you want to die painfully?”

“I’m telling the truth!” the leader gasped. “She’s alive… in the mortal world. She has already been reborn!”

Kayel’s eyes widened.

“But her soul is here…” he whispered.

“How can she be reborn?”

The leader struggled to speak.

“If you don’t believe me… go to Earth and see for yourself…”

Kayel slowly released him, but his gaze remained deadly.

“If you lied to me…” he said coldly, “I will give you a death beyond pain.”

The leader fell to his knees, coughing.

“I swear… I’m telling the truth. But listen carefully…”

Kayel’s expression hardened.

The leader continued—

“She was reborn with an incomplete soul.”

He pointed weakly at the glowing sphere in Kayel’s hand.

“That… is only half of her soul.”

Kayel froze.

“You must return it to her… or she will die.”

Silence filled the chamber.

“And you don’t have much time.”

Kayel stood there… unmoving.

Shock. Fear. Rage.

All mixing within his eyes.

For the first time…

The warrior who feared nothing… looked unprepared for the truth.

Nyra…

Alive.

Kayel stood frozen.

The truth echoed in his mind.

Nyra… alive.

For a moment, his body refused to move. His thoughts were trapped between hope and fear.

But time was running out.

Slowly… he clenched his fist.

“I’m coming for you,” he whispered.

And with that—he prepared to descend to Earth.

But before he could leave—

The sky trembled.

Thunder roared.

The heavens themselves opened.

Dark clouds swallowed the light as bolts of lightning tore across the sky. The atmosphere changed instantly.

Across the world… mortals looked up in fear.

“W-What is happening…?”

“Who are they…?”

Whispers spread everywhere.

And then—

They appeared.

Heavenly gods… descending from the sky, surrounded by their divine soldiers.

Their presence alone forced every human to their knees.

Fear.

Respect.

Power.

A god stepped forward, his voice echoing across the world.

“We are from heaven.”

Every mortal lowered their head.

“We are here… for a criminal.”

The sky flickered.

“A traitor who once destroyed heaven itself.”

A glowing image appeared in the sky.

Kayel.

But blurred.

Unclear.

“We want him… at any cost.”

The god’s voice grew colder.

“Anyone who helps us capture him… will be rewarded by heaven.”

A pause.

“He has come to Earth… for a girl.”

The atmosphere grew heavier.

“A girl… just as dangerous as him.”

The crowd began whispering.

“An enemy of heaven…”

“A villain…”

Kayel’s curse was working.

No one remembered his truth.

Only his darkness.

“We will help you!” people shouted.

“We will capture him!”

“We will hand him over to heaven!”

The gods watched silently.

And then—

They vanished.

The sky returned to normal.

But fear remained.

The hunt… had begun.

—

Meanwhile…

In the mortal world.

Nyra.

She stood in her office, her expression cold, her presence dominating.

To the world, she was arrogant. Ruthless. Untouchable.

The founder of a powerful company.

No one dared to cross her.

But beneath that exterior…

She was different.

Broken.

She had lost her parents as a child. She had fought through pain, loneliness, and struggle to reach where she stood today.

And somewhere deep inside…

She was still kind.

Still human.

Still… hurting.

—

Evening.

Nyra stepped out of her office, ready to head home.

The streets were busy.

Lights glowing.

Life moving on.

And then—

She saw him.

A small child… standing in the middle of the road.

Frozen.

A car speeding toward him.

“Move!” Nyra shouted.

But the child couldn’t react.

Without thinking—

She ran.

She pushed the child out of the way.

But—

She fell.

Pain shot through her foot.

She couldn’t stand.

The car was coming closer.

Closer.

She couldn’t move.

And then—

Everything stopped.

Time.

Frozen.

Rain began to fall… slowly.

A soft rainbow formed in the air.

The world stood still.

Except her.

And someone else.

Footsteps echoed.

Tip… tap… tip… tap…

Nyra’s heart raced.

“Who… is there?” she whispered.

A figure appeared through the light.

She tried to see his face…

But the sunlight blurred her vision.

All she could see…

Was him.

Kayel.

He walked toward her silently.

His eyes… filled with something she couldn’t understand.

Pain.

Love.

Loss.

He reached out his hand.

Nyra tried to stand—but her injured foot gave up.

Without a word—

Kayel lifted her into his arms.

Gently.

Carefully.

As if she was something precious.

He carried her across the road.

Nyra couldn’t understand what was happening.

Was this real…?

Or just a dream?

Kayel said nothing.

But his eyes spoke everything.

A love unfinished.

A story incomplete.

One who remembered everything.

And one who remembered nothing.

Nyra’s vision blurred.

And slowly—

She lost consciousness in his arms.

—

Morning.

Nyra opened her eyes.

She was in her bed.

Safe.

Everything felt normal.

Too normal.

She tried to remember what had happened…

But it felt distant.

Unreal.

“A dream…” she whispered.

Just then—

Her friend Lily entered the room.

“Hey, are you okay?” Lily asked, concerned. “You look tired.”

Nyra hesitated.

Then she explained everything.

The child. The accident. The man.

Lily listened… and then laughed lightly.

“You seriously need a psychologist,” she teased. “I told you not to overwork yourself. Now it’s affecting your brain.”

Nyra forced a small smile.

Maybe Lily was right.

Maybe it was just a dream.

But deep inside…

Something felt real.

Too real to ignore.