In a world twisted by fear and hatred, there lived a being.
They called him many names — devil, beast, curse — anything but human.
He had never harmed a soul without cause.
If anything, he had offered help when none would.
When a child cried alone, he gave them food.
When a village faced famine, he brought them rain.
But no matter how much good he did, they never saw beyond his face.
The world was blind, and in their blindness, they painted him a monster.
And so he learned...
Goodness meant nothing if it came from cursed hands.
His world was loneliness — until the day Amon found him.
Amon, a man unlike any he had ever known, did not flinch at his sight.
He spoke to him, listened to him, treated him... like a human.
In Amon's presence, for the first time, the cursed one believed he might not be so cursed after all.
Hope blossomed.
He laughed, truly laughed, under the open sky.
But all stories built on lies must eventually fall.
When the truth came — when he learned who Amon really was — it shattered him more completely than any sword could.
Amon was no mere man.
He was something eternal.
Something that had shaped the fate of countless worlds, manipulating lives with a whisper, crafting destinies with a smile.
Feeling betrayed, drowning in fear, he raised his hand against the only one who had shown him love.
He ran.
He thought he had escaped.
But no one escapes Amon.
Immortal and unmerciful, Amon caught him.
And with cold eyes that had once held warmth, he cast him into a nightmare.
A nightmare designed to break even the strongest soul —
A world of endless suffering, endless guilt, endless regret.
Years passed in the blink of an eye within that dream.
Time lost meaning.
Hope was a distant star, barely remembered.
And yet, when the last flicker of life was about to die within him — someone came.
A stranger.
A man who tore through the nightmare and freed him.
He never saw the face of his savior.
The man vanished, like mist in the morning sun.
Since then, the cursed one has wandered through the remnants of broken worlds, carrying a single wish:
"One day, I will find him."
"One day, I will repay the debt... even if it costs me everything."