Leo lies on his small bed at age five, staring at the ceiling as his grandfather's voice echoes in the dim room.War stories always thrilled him — movies, games, manga… he devoured all of it.
But tonight, something in the old man's tone feels different.He can't explain why, but his chest tightens.
Years pass.
Now 14, Leo walks like a shadow.Quiet. Sharp. Calculative.The kind of boy who watches the room before entering it.
Medium height. Athletic.Muscles built not from ego but discipline.He trains every morning, chasing the ghosts of the men who raised him.
School? Average.Science? A monster-level genius.
His friend circle is small but loyal.And Anny… her softness anchors him in ways he doesn't say out loud.
They survive 10th grade together.Life felt normal — until AK-349 came.
The disease didn't kill fast.It terrified fast.
When Anny's relative was infected, fear crawled into every home.
Then the truth surfaced:A country in AON tried creating a mechanical, incurable weapon to cripple AOB.But their creation broke free.
A silent storm.
The entire AON galaxy drowned first — ten billion gone.AOB held longer… but still lost fifty-nine million lives.
The universe learned one thing:When you try to burn others, you often light yourself first.
Night.
Leo sits beside his grandfather.The room is quiet except for the old clock ticking like a heartbeat.
Leo: "Grandpa… who was she? The girl who betrayed you?"
The old man freezes.
His wife murmurs,"Tell him. It's time."
A long breath.A painful pause.
Grandfather:"Her name… was Sophia."
His voice cracks.
"She was broken. Bullied. Alone.Everyone pushed her away.
I didn't.I stayed.We became friends… then more.Before joining the army, I asked her to marry me. She said yes."
He swallows hard.
"And then they came to her.Promised her power.Promised her a crown.
'Help us destroy your own people.'And she agreed."
A tremble.A tear slipping down.
"She chose a throne made of lies… over the people who loved her."
Leo stands.The words hit him like cold water.
Why?
That single question claws at his chest.
He steps to the window.The stars aren't shining tonight — they're staring.Judging.Distant and uncaring.
Leo whispers:"If love can fall apart this easily… what is worth trusting?"
Sometimes strong people break in strange ways.Sometimes love becomes sharp instead of soft.Sometimes what looks like betrayal… begins as fear.
But he doesn't know any of that yet.
He only knows the silence.
He lies down.Sleep feels like a stranger.
Morning.
The question burns hotter:
"Is money and power really enough to turn someone into a monster?"
He talks to Anny at lunch — games, movies, the usual.But his mind is elsewhere.
Evening, he plays football, pretending everything is fine.Night returns. Questions return.
Leo:"Grandpa… how could she do that? After everything you gave her?"
The old man closes his eyes.He's too tired to answer.
Silence answers for him.
NARRATOR:He has no idea that this story isn't over.Not even close.151 years later… the same nightmare will bleed back into his world.