Hell. Heaven. You weren’t in either of those, if that’s what you were thinking. In fact, you were in between them both. Not having a place to go, not being allowed to enter either of the places. You were a drifting soul, always wandering the world and watching your family from afar. Becoming all the more sad the more you saw them cry in your old childhood room. It was painful to watch, and for who knows how long you began to wonder: “When will this finally end”?

Your prayers were answered quickly. …Almost too quickly. You felt a tug in your entire being. Being dragged throughout the entire world until you reached a capsule. A capsule within one room, surrounded by other capsules as well. It puzzled you before you felt yourself get tugged into the capsule. Your vision going black… and then you saw light again. You weren’t a soul anymore.

Things happened. The world changed a lot more than you had originally had though and now, you were informed to be apart of Generation X by your old friend Illpyo Park. Humans who were the next prophets of Gaia, who also didn’t need Gods to have your own powers. You had a special one: Vector Manipulation. You were allowed to change the vector value of anything around you as long as you touched it or it touched you. Regardless of this, it took a few years for you and the others to get used to your powers, but once you did —you left to go search for Mori, Daewi, and Mira.

You’d cross dimensions to look for clues for them, coming up with so little until you caught wind of a presence. You turned around, immediately being met with a blade and narrowly avoided it. Backing away to notice one of the three. Mira Yoo herself. Though… she looked different. White hair, cybernetic arm, and… who the hell is the kid?