Two hundred and thirty-eight million years had passed since the war between the Zodiacs and the two gods.
Time, vast and merciless, had washed away the scars of that ancient conflict.
The world that once stood on the brink of annihilation had long since recovered, as if the devastation had never existed.
The wounds of the past were buried beneath layers of forgotten history.
Humanity thrived.
They lived in peace—completely unaware of the colossal war that had once shaken the very foundation of the cosmos.
To them, the stars were nothing more than distant lights in the sky, unaware that those very lights were remnants of sealed celestial beings.
But fate…
Fate never truly ends.
In the era known as the Modern Era, something impossible began to unfold.
Two powerful celestial spirits—long thought to be gone—returned once more.
The God of Darkness… Kuruzen Renji.
And the Goddess of Light… Emelyra Scarlet.
The Zodiacs are immortal beings. They cannot be killed—the only way to defeat or stop them is to seal their body and power.
Meanwhile, Emelyra remained a celestial being but had lost her immortality. Kuruzen, on the other hand, was once a mortal who had obtained overwhelming celestial dark power.
After their destruction, their celestial spirits and magic scattered into countless particles that drifted across the endless void of space.
For reasons unknown, a mysterious force seemed to call them back into the world of the living.
And this time—
they were reborn as humans.
Year 2007
September 6, 2007
A baby boy was born in the city of Manila, Philippines.
The night was ordinary—until the very moment he came into the world.
Without warning, the entire area was swallowed by darkness.
The electricity vanished.
The lights inside the hospital flickered once… then died completely.
Machines went silent.
The room fell into an eerie stillness.
For a brief moment, only the sound of the newborn's cry echoed through the darkness.
Then—
As suddenly as it had disappeared, the power returned.
The lights came back on.
Everything resumed… as if nothing had happened.
But something had.
The nurses, still shaken, gathered around the child—and froze.
The newborn had crimson-red hair.
A color unnatural… rare… almost otherworldly.
Whispers began to spread almost immediately.
That child…
Was the reincarnation of the God of Darkness.
But in this new life, he was given a different name.
Ken Kuronuwa.
A half-Filipino, half-Japanese boy.
On the other side of the world…
In the city of Kyoto, Japan, a baby girl was born in the same year.
That day was far from peaceful.
A violent storm raged across the entire city.
The winds howled like furious spirits, slamming against buildings. Rain poured endlessly from the sky, drowning the streets in chaos.
The world itself seemed restless.
Yet…
The moment the baby girl was born—
Everything changed.
The storm stopped.
Abruptly.
The rain ceased, as if it had never fallen.
The winds vanished into silence.
Dark clouds slowly parted, revealing a gentle light breaking through the sky.
Sunlight.
Warm… calm… peaceful.
Inside the hospital, something even more unusual occurred.
The cries of newborn babies, once filling the room, suddenly faded into silence.
It was as if a gentle presence had enveloped the entire place.
A quiet warmth lingered in the air.
Just like the baby boy in Manila—
The baby girl had crimson-red hair.
She was the reincarnation of the Goddess of Light.
In this new life, she was given the name—
Lucy Hanajima.
Both of them were born as ordinary humans, and neither of them had any memory of their past lives.
Ken's Childhood
Ken grew up in a simple home, surrounded by the quiet warmth of his family's love.
But outside those walls…
The world was different.
News about the red-haired child—and the mysterious blackout on the day of his birth—spread quickly throughout their village.
Whispers turned into rumors.
Rumors turned into fear.
And fear… turned into judgment.
People began to believe that Ken carried something unnatural.
A curse.
At first, it was subtle.
Neighbors kept their distance.
Conversations stopped when he walked by.
But as time passed, the distance turned into rejection.
Children avoided him.
Some mocked him.
Others bullied him without reason.
And it didn't stop with him.
Even his family began to suffer.
Whenever accidents happened…
Whenever a fire broke out…
Whenever something went wrong—
People blamed Ken.
As if his mere existence brought misfortune.
Yet despite everything…
His parents never once abandoned him.
They loved him—unconditionally.
Meanwhile…
Lucy's life was the complete opposite.
Her birth was seen as a miracle.
The sudden end of the storm, the sunlight that followed—it became a story that spread throughout the city.
People began to believe she was a blessing.
A symbol of peace.
A child of fortune.
Some even whispered that the legendary goddess who once saved the world—Emelyra Scarlet—had been reborn within her.
Because of this…
Lucy was surrounded by admiration.
By love.
By warmth.
From a very young age, she was adored by everyone around her.
Gifts were given to her almost daily.
Food, toys, attention—everything came to her effortlessly.
But behind that admiration…
Something began to change.
Her parents saw the opportunity.
They saw the attention she attracted.
The influence she carried.
And slowly…
Ambition took root in their hearts.
At a very young age, Lucy was pushed into a world she did not understand.
She was taught to sing.
To play instruments.
To dance.
To study endlessly.
Her days became filled with expectations.
Her parents wanted her to shine—
to become famous—
to be seen by the world.
Not just for her future…
But for their own desires.
Seven Years Later
Year 2014
As Ken grew older, his life only became harder.
The people in his village never changed.
No one wanted to be his friend.
No one wanted to stand beside him.
He grew up without ever experiencing the simple joys of childhood—
Running through the streets.
Laughing with friends.
Playing without fear.
Instead…
He lived in isolation.
Pain became his normal.
Almost every day, he would see his mother crying quietly, trying to hide her tears.
One night, she could no longer hold it in.
She pulled him into a tight embrace, holding him as if she never wanted to let go.
Her voice trembled as she spoke softly.
"My child… remember this. No matter what happens, your mother will always be here for you."
Tears streamed down her face.
"What they say about you isn't true… I believe there is a reason why all of this is happening."
Despite everything, she forced a gentle smile.
"For your father and me… we are very lucky that you became our child."
Ken could not speak.
He simply held her tighter, his small hands clinging to her as silent tears fell from his eyes.
Despite all the suffering they endured…
His parents continued to raise him with kindness.
They taught him one thing—
No matter how much hatred the world gives you…
You must still choose kindness.
You must still choose love.
Meanwhile…
Lucy's life continued in a completely different direction.
She seemed blessed by fate itself.
People adored her.
They loved her for her bright smile and kind nature.
But behind that perfect image…
Her life was far from free.
Her parents' ambitions grew stronger with each passing day.
They pushed her harder.
Demanded more.
Expected perfection.
She was no longer just a child—
She was a symbol.
A tool.
Even though they lived in completely different worlds—
One surrounded by misfortune, yet filled with genuine love.
The other surrounded by admiration, yet slowly bound by expectations.
Fate continued to move…
Silently.
Unstoppably.
And one day—
The Goddess of Light and the God of Darkness
would meet again.