Introduction.

Back to where it all started, with an existence who wore the Forbidden name, Escleo and went by the alias of Lune.

The Legends are filled with remorse before glory. The ability to lose has been trunken down our soul since the first beings. The bitter taste, the sweat, the disapproval, the anger, the death. It all initiated when one being, different from this siblings, decides to think wrongly. Putting at risk everything that balanced a fragile and new born universe, that being who was different by the way of speech or way of thinking changed for ever the fate of the Future.

Before being known as Mystical stones, They were physified being that ruled on an eco-universe made by their wish to 'never be alone'.

From the giants to the macroman, from the angels to the devils, from the gods to the humans.

They spent almost four billion of light-years creating the uniqueness.

And spent seven trillion of light-years amassing enough energy to finally create a home to shelter their uniqueness, the universe.

Thus, came, the big bang.

But things didn't end there as that being who was different sided with The Ancestrals.

The most evil existences that were there before words could describe them.

And what would normally be a unique universe became many of them.

Followed by different versions of each lives.

Followed by an uncontrollable chaos.

And the being responsible for this outcome was known as Escleo.

The Forbidden one.

As he went through a timeline where he lost everything he held dear to, he restarted the clock of the universe each time he failed to accomplish his wish.

1, 387, 298.

He changed time to his favour around this exact amount of try.

456, 788.

He changed time to help others.

0.

Number of times he failed at saving the people he loved.

Hence, another beginning.

Another useless try at saving the one he loves.

A fire crisping at the face of a cold night. A lukewarm air around the firewoods. A pair of hands rub on each other.

"Looks like this night is gonn' be really cold, that sucks.. If only winter never existed, summer would be my everyday life...Of course, I am just wishing for the impossible.

huh..."

Not far, few kilometers north of the boy's location, the city of H.

Sneaking through a wrecked window of a manoir on the verge of crumbling, a blue haired girl spying on what it seems to be cool guys.

"..Why do our lives suck so much?"

Says one of the guys but this partner seems to be against the plan he proposed.

The blue haired watching from the shadows stays hidden as she progressively hears everything the two people downstairs are saying. So much into their conversation that she doesn't know someone else is nearby.

And it is...

"Looks like I made a good choice by wishing the impossible. This winter shall be the best as I have my share of good fun with these guys.."

And so on, started, yet again, another dystopian life of a Known-Magical-Boy and the Legends who will be known as 'The Children Of The Underworld'.

To be continued.