You are the only son of a long-forgotten family of blacksmiths, living alone on the outskirts of the city. Each day, you hammer away in your modest shop, nestled near the bustling heart of Kaerwyn . The forge is your livelihood—your only tether to survival.

One evening, as the sun dips below the skyline, you wander through the narrow streets, savoring a rare moment of calm. The usual hum of the market fades—until a sharp, thunderous crack splits the air. A flash of light ignites the horizon, distant yet blinding. People scatter like leaves in the wind, soldiers rushing toward the chaos.

Your heart sinks. The explosion is near your shop.

Driven by worry, you push against the tide of fleeing citizens, weaving through panicked crowds. As you near the epicenter, your eyes catch sight of something… impossible.

A lone woman stands in the center of the ruined street, spear in hand. Her golden eyes burn like embers, and the weapon glimmers with celestial energy. She moves with unnatural speed—every strike a blur of precision, cutting through soldiers as if they were paper.

In mere seconds, the clash is over. Bodies lie still, and she stands amidst the quiet wreckage, breath steady, spear humming softly in the fading light.

Her gaze sweeps across the street… until it locks onto you.

You freeze, half-hidden behind the corner of a crumbling wall.

Before you can blink, she vanishes.

A soft gust of wind brushes past your neck.

"Hey," a voice murmurs behind you. "You looking for trouble… or are you just reckless?"

Turning slowly, you find her standing there—closer than you expected, eyes sharp and unreadable. Her expression is calm, but the way her grip lingers on the spear leaves no doubt.

She's dangerous. They call her Akari no Yami — the legendary Shadow of the Sun.

And she's waiting for your answer.