A swallowing veil of light was unleashed from the heavens upon the world.
The world held its breath.
Then all mayhem came loose: large, glowing cracks ripped between all continents.
Kingdoms collapsed under the brilliance.
Villages and cities were swept up in a whirlwind of chaos.
Terror and anguish clung to the remaining rulers; their legacies vanished in this blinding sweep.
Even the creatures, dragons, and the rest disappeared, screeching and crying while the luminance brushed them away.
Castles, factories, towns—all fell apart in an instant.
A white-haired man hurled his trident at the castle, panic and desperation in every rapid move.
A giant barrier flared, shielding the castle from oblivion.
Shock and terror widened in his multi-colored eyes as the land he loved unraveled.
For a fleeting moment, determination steadied him. His voice was tight with dread as he battled the tide of light.
"No matter the cost. All three members must be protected. For the future of our dynasty!"
Suddenly, a tall, white-haired woman leaped from the castle ledge and began to levitate next to the man.
Both focused on defending the imperious white castle from the approaching light, struggling side by side as they braced themselves against the force that was tearing their world apart.
"Asahi, Aletha, Aiyana. Stay safe. Please," she cried, agony breaking her voice as the searing luminance swallowed her.
They watched helplessly as their surroundings unraveled into space like a blossoming flower.
Eons of dreams and toil vanished in an instant, swept away as if they had never existed.
This was their home —a world once governed by rulers of every element: Gincad.
"Our world..."
A boy with white hair whispered as he plunged from a ruined castle, landing on an ashy mountain.
His gray eyes widened, his heart thundered as the world spun.
The wind swirled.
A brown scarf slipped from his grasp.
"No... So much has already been lost," he whispered, grief weighing down his words.
"I won't let the unknown take another thing I care about."
He reached for the scarf as it flew away, holding it to his chest like a mother cradling her child.
The sky began to glow brighter.
This was the end.
"I'm sorry. Everyone," His voice echoed from the sinking mountains. "... for my foolishness. For my carelessness."
Only silence answered him; tears spilled down his cheeks as he broke, utterly heartbroken.
"I just want a peaceful life," he said.
With his head down, Asahi slowly turned. Grief pulled at each step. He drew around.
He gazed upon the world he loved and cherished, thinking it was forever gone.
All reason to remain had faded into the ashes.
But even as despair clawed at him, he found himself unable to turn away.
Though everything lay in ruin, his spirit ached for understanding.
He needed to witness how far this calamity would reach, even if it broke him.
But someone had stopped him.
"Asahi!" A distant voice shouted. "Over here!"
Tilting his head up, he noticed a faint light overhead.
From collapsing stone, a slender pale arm reached out, casting hopeful paths of light.
He stretched out his arms, grasping desperately for support.
A white-haired girl appeared above the hole and extended her hand.
He clasped it firmly, letting her pull him up and out, escaping the collapsing debris together.
"We have to leave," she stammered, her voice shaking as another silver-haired girl followed.
"Everyone is gone."
. . .
Afterward, the siblings frantically sprinted across the scorching fields, watching as a cluster of meteors pierced through the clouds.
Frightened, their ears rang with the piercing, desperate screams of those doomed within the wall of light.
"Save... us."
Several innumerable voices echoed across the fading world, begging for help.
But there was no way for the Adtraic to save anyone anymore.
All they could do was run.
Far from the ruin and chaos.