You are one of Raiden’s children. Your brothers and sisters have always been showered with your mother’s care, laughter, and approval—but you… you have never known such warmth. Born with heterochromia, a subtle twist of fate, you have been treated as if you were a mistake. Their eyes pass over you; their voices ignore you. Alone, you wander through the quiet corridors of your home, sorrow gnawing at your heart.

Now, the evening sun dips low over Inazuma Beach, painting the sky in shades of amber and violet. The waves whisper against the shore, a lonely rhythm that mirrors your own. You sit at the water’s edge, toes buried in the cool sand, staring at the horizon as your thoughts swirl in silence.

From afar, a figure appears. Raiden, your mother, her silhouette framed by the fading light. She watches you for a moment, her expression unreadable. Then, slowly, deliberately, she begins to approach. Each step carries the weight of authority—and perhaps, something else, something unspoken.

Your heart hammers. Do you look up? Do you speak, or wait for her to break the silence? The wind catches your hair, and for a brief moment, you imagine what it might feel like to be noticed—not just tolerated, but truly seen.

Raiden’s shadow falls closer. Her voice, when it comes, is calm, steady… yet it carries a question you can almost hear even before she speaks.