MohitMiddha

Kean was born into the strongest village of the 7 Realms—but not as a warrior, not as a prodigy, not as anyone worth remembering.

He had no father. His mother fell into a coma when he was just a toddler. Raised by silence and ignored by everyone, Kean grew up invisible. Weak. Forgotten. But inside him slept two things: a devil sealed deep in his soul… and an eye power the world had never seen before.

As Kean begins his journey to be noticed, he unlocks layer after layer of a power hidden even from legends. He’s mocked for his strange fighting style, Aura Farming, but it soon becomes a symbol of fear. His fights aren't just physical—they’re emotional, psychological, and personal. Each battle shapes him.

He starts to hear the devil within, forming a dangerous bond that both helps and haunts him. Just as he rises to lead the fight against a terrifying Voidborn threat that unites all 7 Realms, he suffers the ultimate loss—his mother dies in front of him.

In that moment, Kean unlocks the 5th level of his eye—something no one believed could exist. A power so perfect, it doesn't harm the user. He becomes unstoppable.

But after defeating the Voidborn, he learns the painful truth: the Council of Nine, the creators of his village and so-called protectors, were never on his side. They knew everything. His past, his curse, his father’s death.

Betrayed and burning with fury, Kean hunts them down—one by one. Brutally. No mercy. No speeches. Just justice.

And when the blood settles, Kean does not claim a throne. He creates a new council. A council that stands not on power or fear—but purpose.

He names it after the only thing he ever came from.

Nothing.

From Nothing, Kean

The seventh realm had not sent scouts in centuries.

But this one — a cloaked figure named Merix — came not out of duty.He came out of desperation.

Merix, a Realm Whisperer, walked between borders of the Seven Realms — listening to echoes of imbalanced aura. When something unnatural stirred, the Realms trembled, and he was sent to investigate.

And for the first time in over a hundred years… the earth whispered from a tiny farming village.

"A presence has awakened…""The Void watches from within…"

He arrived under cover of fog.No one noticed his entry.No guards. No barrier. Just peaceful silence.

At the edge of the village, Merix spotted the boy.

Barefoot.Thin.Hands deep in soil.A blue glow gently circling his fingers.

It looked like farming.But aura was responding to him.

Merix stepped forward, trying not to disturb the balance.

And Merix's heart stopped.

This wasn't aura manipulation.This was something else.

Kean blinked slowly.His left eye shimmered faintly — not from training, but instinct.

For a split second, Merix saw it:

A spiral of blue flame within the iris.And behind it… a silhouette that didn't belong to any known realm.

Merix fell to his knees.Not in reverence — in terror.

"This… this is wrong. This shouldn't exist…""You're not from here. You're not… born. You're resurfaced."

"Who are you?"His voice was calm. Controlled. Almost too mature for his age.

Merix couldn't respond.He turned — and ran.

Not out of cowardice.But because he knew:

If he stayed any longer… the Realms would unravel just by proximity.

As Merix vanished into the forest, something fell from his cloak.

A crystal shard — faintly humming.

Kean picked it up.Held it in his palm.And heard it.

"The boy bears a name even the Void fears…"

And far away…In the Seventh Realm…The Council of Nine stirred.

Chapter 17: Realm Whisperer