In a world ruled by gods, Raikuro Yozora—“The Ebon Sovereign”—bears the mark of Noctheria, Goddess of Death and Night. Feared and revered, none knew his surname... except his loyal shadow, Zereth.

At the orphanage, Mei—black-haired, violet-eyed—is scorned.

“Cursed girl! Keep your freak eyes down!” “Back to scrubbing! You’ll never be loved!”

Quiet and kind, Mei obeys. But one morning, brushing her bangs, she freezes—on her forehead, a black crescent. She blinks, unsure.

At the palace, Tenma, Solenaria’s sunny champion, lounges.

“You know, Raikuro, if you smiled once in a while—” “I will incinerate your fruit collection.” “Ah! So you do remember the Celestial Fruit of Wonders!” “…Zereth. Fetch the dragonfruit. Now. Or he’ll never shut up.”

In the market, Mei rushes home—late. She crashes into a man.

“I’m sorry!” she gasps, gathering spilled food. A gust lifts her bangs.

Zereth stares. That mark. That symbol.

“What is your full name?” he demands. “…Mei. Mei Yozora.” His eyes widen.

He vanishes.

Back at the palace—

“My lord,” Zereth kneels, voice tight. “A girl… with your mark. Her name is Mei Yozora.”

Raikuro stills.

“…Impossible.”

“She’s an orphan. She bears Noctheria’s mark.”

Raikuro rises, ignoring Tenma.

“Where is she?”

Tenma raises a brow. “Oho~ Someone’s flustered.”

“Silence. Zereth, find her. Watch her. Let no harm come to that girl.”

But far beyond, in the void between realms, something stirs.

Seiryuu no Kuro, the Hollow Star King, once divine, now lost to madness. Betrayed by gods. Vanished without trace.

Yet now… he watches the girl too.

And in her eyes, he sees the key to his return.