Prologue

Asahi, a young man with a wiry frame and a solemn expression, walked down the empty hall, his footsteps echoing in the silence. He couldn't help but look up at the silvery moon that hung as a lone lamp in the dark night sky. It seemed to be watching over him, guiding him on his journey.

As he walked, his mind couldn't help but drift back to his home, his family, and all the things he would never get to experience again. But that was not the worst part. He wouldn't see his smile again. His little brothers smile. That was what kept coming back to him, haunting him. The look of betrayal when he would understand who his big brother really was. The weight of these thoughts hung heavy in his heart, threatening to overwhelm him. But he knew what he was doing was right. Or at least, he thought so.

His purpose was evident, and his mission was crucial. He had to keep moving forward, no matter the cost. The moon seemed to shine brighter as if offering him strength and courage. With a deep breath, Asahi continued on his path, determined to see it through to the end. He had to do this. For his brother, for his people, and for himself. As he reached the end of the hall, he saw a set of large wooden doors, adorned with intricate carvings and symbols. He pushed them open. This was it. The beginning.