The sky didn't move.
It hadn't moved for years.
No one noticed it at first. The stars were still there, scattered across the night like they always had been—but something about them felt… wrong. Frozen. Like a painting pretending to be alive.
And beneath that unmoving sky stood a boy.
Seventeen.
Calm.
Waiting.
Leo.
A screen flickered to life across the world.
Cities. Guild halls. Government buildings. Hidden bases buried beneath the earth. Every device—every signal—was hijacked at once.
A single message appeared.
No warning. No introduction.
Just him.
Leo stood there, hands in his pockets, expression unreadable.
Then he spoke.
"some of you my know who l am a trickster, chaos itself or even the name that given was to me but let's get to the point shall we 'm placing a bounty on myself."
Silence followed.
Not confusion.
Not disbelief.
Just silence.
Because everyone watching felt it.
Something behind those words… wasn't normal.
"Anyone who kills me… gets my power."
That's when it broke.
Voices. Panic. Movement. Systems lighting up across the world.
Concept holders paused mid-breath.
Hunters leaned forward.
Organizations froze.
Leo tilted his head slightly, like he was thinking about something trivial.
"There are conditions."
The noise stopped again.
"If your beloved hero interferes… the bounty is gone."
Somewhere far away, a girl's eyes widened.
"If you know who find out… the bounty is gone."
A softer condition.
But somehow more dangerous.
Leo looked up.
At the unmoving sky.
At something only he seemed to understand.
"don t be afraid I won't be using my full power, only what was affected as some of you may know ."
That was the lie.
Or maybe…
Not a lie.
Just incomplete.
Then, almost as an afterthought—
"Come find me and make it fun byee."
The screen cut to black.
For a moment…
Nothing happened.
Then the world moved.
Hunters began preparing.
Concept holders awakened.
Organizations broke their silence.
And somewhere in the chaos—
A girl clenched her hands.
Not in anger.
Not in fear.
But something else.
Something she couldn't name.
"Leo…"
And far away—
The boy who started it all stood alone.
Not running.
Not hiding.
Waiting.
"Let's see what you'll do."