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

Kean fell asleep that night under a moonless sky.

But inside — it wasn't sleep.It was pulling.A slow, cold tug on his soul.Not pain, not fear… just inevitability.

"Come.""You're ready now."

✦ The Realm That Shouldn't Exist

He opened his eyes — but didn't see.

Only floating ash… in a black sea that wasn't water.

A whisper passed him, soft like memory:

"Welcome to the space between Realms…""...between gods and mistakes."

Kean turned — though he had no body.

He stood tall, cloaked in cloth made of burnt paper and silence.Bones twisted with gold and rot.Eyes — none. Just holes leaking stars.

"I have many names," he said, voice echoing inside Kean's bones."But the one your blood fears… is Ashbone."

Kean staggered.His dream-self cracked — literally.His forehead split like glass under pressure.

From beneath his skin, something awakened.

The Second Eye.Burning blue, like lightning under skin.Its shape was not circular — it was vertical. Snake-like. Ancient.

"Ahhh. The Eye of Hunger. The Seeker's Flame."

"You were meant to open it in battle. Rage. Hate."

"But you... opened it through silence."

"You are a fracture. A question the gods didn't want to ask."

"Your mother did something she shouldn't have. She loved something from here."

"And now… you walk among mortals with eyes that see truth."

A throne of melted light floated before Kean.Black vines pulsed around it like veins.

Kean said nothing.He stared.Not in fear.

But with calm rebellion.

Ashbone didn't grow angry.He laughed.

"So like your mother... Foolish. Strong."

"But remember — this void lives inside you."

"It will awaken… when you bleed."

Breathing heavy.Sweating cold.The Second Eye still burned faintly on his forehead, pulsing.

Outside —The village bell rang for the first time in years.Something had entered their borders.

Far away, the Council of Nine stood together.

--- to be continue

Chapter 20: Beneath the Void