The sky above the Lunarian tribe was streaked with red and black. Flames devoured everything in the village, casting the terrified faces of the survivors in flickering shadows. Screams pierced the air, echoing the tragedy that had fallen upon them. Among the attackers, one name would haunt Kaelis forever: Garling, a Divine Knight marked by an old humiliation.
Years ago, during the legendary battle at God Valley, Kaelis's father had left an indelible scar on Garling and several other Divine Knights—a mark they could never forget. Since that day, Garling had quietly nursed a burning hatred, waiting for the right moment to strike.
Tonight, that moment had come. Fire consumed the homes, and the cries of Lunarians mingled with the clash of steel. Kaelis, barely ten years old, watched the massacre with wide, clear eyes. Every scream, every falling body engraved a single promise into his heart: one day, he would avenge his people, and his tribe would rise again.
His father, a survivor of God Valley and a formidable warrior, fought with the fury and skill of his past victories. He protected as many of their people as he could, but the Divine Knights' numbers and Garling's overwhelming strength pressed heavily upon them.
Kaelis felt a hand on his shoulder. His mother stood before him, her eyes shining with a strange light—the glow of a Devil Fruit awakened. She had chosen the Totte-Porte no Mi (Carry-Transport Fruit), a power that could transport a being across oceans.
"Kaelis… go!" she shouted, her voice trembling yet resolute.
Around them, Garling raised his blade, ready to strike down the young Lunarian. His eyes, scarred years ago by Kaelis's father, burned with the intensity of long-held vengeance. The hatred that had simmered since God Valley was about to erupt.
Kaelis's mother's hands glowed a brilliant blue. An invisible vortex formed around him, enveloping him in warmth and protection. "To North Blue… now!" she cried.
Before Garling could strike, Kaelis vanished. In an instant, the world around him disappeared—the fire, the screams, the destruction. When he opened his eyes, he was on the isolated coast of North Blue, alone but alive.
Behind him, his mother still faced the enemy. Her courage and sacrifice had bought him a chance to survive. The young Lunarian knew he had lost his family, but a greater mission awaited him.
Eyes set on the horizon, Kaelis felt the burning promise of vengeance ignite within him. His people must survive, and he would become strong enough to avenge them.
And somewhere, in the shadows, Garling prepared his pursuit, eager to find the young survivor. The hatred he had carried since God Valley was about to find its prey. But Kaelis was no ordinary victim. He would become… the Demon Emperor.