Star Fall

The year 2524 Drum Tower City

The Saint Mary's orphanage, a modest and aging structure, stands as a sanctuary for abandoned children, operated by a devoted mother and her two compassionate daughters. Their tireless efforts rely heavily on the goodwill and contributions of former residents who have moved on but still hold the orphanage close to their hearts.

On the top floor, in a cramped and dimly lit room tucked into a quiet corner, a small dark-skinned boy, no older than four, sleeps peacefully on a shabby but well-loved bed, the fabric faded from years of use. In the shadows, a striking figure looms—an imposing dark-skinned man, standing over six feet tall, with a meticulous buzz cut. He wears a skintight suit adorned with shimmering gemstones that catch the faint light filtering into the room. The gemstones, set in bracelets around his wrists and ankles, as well as at the nape of his neck, pulse with flowing circuits of light, illuminating the otherwise dark space with a soft, ethereal glow.

As he kneels beside the boy, his large hands gently sift through the child's overgrown, tangled hair, a tender gesture that contrasts with his formidable presence. From a weathered leather bag slung over his shoulder, he produces a small wooden box containing two sparkling gems, as well as a faded letter, the edges worn and frayed. He carefully places these items by the side of the boy's bed, ensuring they are safe and within reach should the boy ever seek them out.

Standing back up, the man releases a barely audible sigh, a mix of longing and resolve. Just as he prepares to leave the room, he feels a presence behind him.

"Please don't go," a gentle voice calls out. He turns to see a brown-skinned woman, her pixie-cut hair slightly messy from sleep, dressed in a soft, pastel nightgown. "You know you could stay here, watch over him. You could ensure he grows up safely, with a father who cares for him," she urges, her eyes filled with hope and understanding, recognizing the deep connection between the man and the sleeping boy.

"I can only hide for so long, and they will eventually find me," he said, his voice trembling with urgency. "If I stay here, he will never be safe. Plus, they must pay for what they did to her." As he uttered the last part, it felt as though the entire city block trembled in response, startling many residents from their sleep. Windows rattled, and a few lights flickered on in the nearby buildings, yet surprisingly, the old orphanage stood unmoved as if protected by an unseen force.

"What happens to my sister is a wound of the past," she replied, her tone steady but softened by concern. "But you can still choose a different future for him."

"With me, he has no future," he confessed, a shadow of despair crossing his features. "I can't see beyond today, but you… you are different from me. You still can envision so much more, and that is what I want for him." His gaze bore into her eyes, filled with an earnest plea. "My only request is that you let him know this: 'If my son decides to walk the path of power, he should be a cataclysm unlike the world has ever seen.'"

Once he finished speaking, a blinding flash of light enveloped him, and he vanished, leaving behind an uneasy feeling in the still, night air. The lady sighed lightly, her heart racing with anticipation. She turned and made her way back inside, ascending to the third floor of the orphanage. Pausing at the small boy's door, she hesitated before stepping into the room. Her gaze fell upon the letter and the box of gems resting on the bed—fate's sign waiting to unfold. She took them up, clutching the tangible remnants of destiny as she left his room behind, each step reverberating with possibilities.

High Moon Orbit

Floating quietly in the vastness of space, the man from the orphanage materialized, clad in what appeared to be mechanical medieval armor. The chest plate, gauntlets, greaves, and boots glimmered with an otherworldly purple hue, the integrated gems pulsating with latent energy. Beside him, a mechanical sword, a meter and a half long, hovered alongside a medium shield ornately embossed with dark cloud reliefs. For five minutes, he floated in silence, a single tear escaping from his eye as it drifted in zero gravity, a sign of the emotions brewing deep within him. He began to emit a powerful surge of energy, warping the very fabric of the space around him.

Suddenly, a sense of inevitability washed over him as four distinct energies, akin to his own, approached rapidly. In an instant, he found himself surrounded by four individuals outfitted in old Earth-inspired mechanical armor, their gem-embellished necks glowing fiercely. Each of them radiated immense power, readying for a confrontation that felt preordained.

"Reginald, I implore you to reconsider," urged a man with a gruff voice, encased in heavy armor, a massive shield slung across his back, and a cannon poised for action. The air was thick with tension, and the impending clash held the promise of events that could alter everything they knew.

"Ha, Ha, brouhaha! The betterment of all of us George do not learn from the rest of we both know what they did was an act of cowards to save their hides instead of to make a stand and fight" Replied Reginald laughing loudly as his voice transmitted through space

"Reginald I know it may seem that way but thanks to that we all have more time to get stronger and avenge the shame we felt on that day," said George

"George I feel no shame from that day only a searing hatred." Said Reginaldin in a deep tone

As George was about to open his mouth to say something a man of Asian descent in slim Armour and an assassin-esque look stepped forward and stopped him.

"He has already made up his it makes no sense to argue with him any longer. He simply needs to give us the duo core and we can all go back to our duties." He said

"Ha! You traitor Bai Sung-hyun you have no right to even think about the duo core after what you all have done, I'd rather give it to the enemy than you lot." Said Reginaldas lighting crackling over his armor

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A short sigh was heard before one of the two who remained a lady with silver hair and ice blue wearing slim Armour with a large sniper floating beside her floated forward

"Regardless of what may think, I am truly sorry for how that day went but that and this are two completely different things hence I ask for your forgiveness because even if we have to use force we shall be receiving the core," She said in a plain voice

" I care not for what any of you may say or feel Sychel for I have already made up my mind. If you guys want the duo core you shall have to rip it from the dead body of mine," said Reginald, after which the atmosphere suddenly became very tense with the distortion of space around them becoming more pronounced to the point alarms started going off on the moon as those there could start to see the distortion.

It was as if the atmosphere paused before suddenly Bai Sung-hyun vanished as George charged toward Reginald while Sychel and the Man, who remained quiet the entire time stayed put.

Grabbing his shield and sword Reginald made a large chop accompanied by flashing lighting his sword connected with George's shield pushing him back while using his shield he blocked Sung-hyin before stabbing quickly at him using his sword, Sung-hyun blocked with his short sword before taking out a handgun shooting lasers at him which he blocked with his shield before using his sword to redirect an artillery round fired at him by the George causing a large explosion far behind the group. As the trio eyed each other they went at it again when suddenly the man who had been quiet the entire time appeared by him with large gauntlets that looked like claws he smashed both hands in his back sending him barreling towards the moon. While in his fall and trying to adjust himself Reginald feels an acute sense of danger only to see a white line shouting towards him loudly he forces himself into the correct position to block with his shield while stabbing his sword underarm behind him but the quiet man had already dodged his sword sending another heavy punch hurtling him in the other direction when Sung-hyun appeared stabbing his shot sword into his side before quickly stepping back as George rammed into him using his large shield only to see a another white bullet almost hitting him in the forehead before he ducks quickly to make it miss. As he stabilizes himself the three with her large sniper aiming at him.

At the same time, the stab wound on his side starts to heal quickly closing up with the only sign of its existence being the hole in his skintight outfit.

"Give up Reginald there is no way you can take on the four of us and you are too great of military assets for us to lose in an internal fight." said the quiet man.

"I already said it Cade, my hatred shall be quenched today one way or the other. Unlike you all I have nothing left to live for," said Reginald

"Very well then you leave us with no choice. FULL AWAKENING: ARMIS REGIIS VOID DRAGON" said Cade

FULL AWAKENING: ARMIS REGIIS WHITE DEATH" Said Sychel

"FULL, AWAKENING: ARMIS REGIIS SHADOW SPAWN," Said Sung-Hyun

"FULL AWAKENING: ARMIS REGIIS JADE ELEPHANT," said George

"Very well let's end this. Dual equip: Ketu. FULL AWAKENING: ARMIS REGIIS ASURA" Said Reginald

On that extraordinary day, individuals from all corners of the globe experienced something surreal—some gazed in wonder at the sun shining brightly at night, while others beheld the remarkable sight of two suns illuminating the sky during the day. It was a moment that sparked a mix of awe and reflection in so many hearts.

Inside the orphanage, the caretaker looked towards the sky and let out a sigh as she looked back through the kitchen window where some young orphans were staring at the sky including a dark-skinned one.

On January 12, 2524, the world quaked one of the 5 Cataclyms Hells Storm Reginald Nune betrayed the Peoples Federation of Earth (P.F.E), in a bid to stop him the other four cataclysms fought him in high moon orbit resulting in the death of Hell Storm and Death Messenger BaiSung-Hyun. This day was officially documented in history known as Star fall embodied the dual suns in the sky that day.