The sky darkened with an ominous swirl of clouds as Kaito Sora hurried along the quiet streets on his way home. Thunder rumbled softly in the distance, a low warning that the forecast hadn't predicted. He pulled his jacket tighter against the chill, stealing glances at the darkening sky. The air was thick, heavy with the promise of rain.
Kaito wasn't the type to worry over small things like weather. But today, something felt off — an unshakable tension thrumming beneath his skin. Like the world was holding its breath.
He quickened his pace, eyes fixed on the familiar sights: the bakery with its warm light spilling onto the sidewalk, the corner store, the rustling trees lining the street. He barely noticed the growing wind, which whipped through the branches, bending them like fragile paper.
A sudden crack split the air — sharper than thunder, louder than anything he'd heard before.
Kaito froze.
A jagged bolt of lightning tore down from the swirling storm clouds, aiming straight for the pavement just a few feet from where he stood.
Instinctively, he leapt back — but the world around him fractured like glass. Time itself seemed to shatter.
A blinding flash enveloped him. The smell of ozone burned his nostrils, and a deafening roar filled his ears as reality twisted and tore.
When his vision cleared, Kaito was no longer on the familiar city street
He found himself standing in the middle of a vast, ancient forest. Towering trees with leaves shimmering faintly in the twilight stretched endlessly in every direction. Strange, glowing runes floated gently through the air, casting a soft light on the moss-covered ground.
The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and magic.
Kaito's heart hammered in his chest. He swallowed hard and took a cautious step forward, feeling the weight of silence pressing down on him.
"What... where am I?" His voice sounded small, swallowed by the vastness.
Before he could gather his thoughts, a low growl cut through the stillness. From the shadows, a creature emerged.
It was huge — easily twice his size — covered in coarse fur and rippling muscles. Its eyes burned with a fierce crimson glow, and jagged claws scraped the ground as it advanced toward him.
Kaito's instincts screamed danger. He spun, searching desperately for anything to defend himself with.
His fingers closed around a fallen branch lying in the moss.
Suddenly, the branch burst into brilliant light, transforming in his hand into a sword of radiant silver, humming with latent energy.
The creature charged, teeth bared.
Kaito raised the sword and swung with all his might.
The blade cut through the beast's thick hide as if it were paper, and with a final roar, the creature collapsed.
Breathing heavily, Kaito stared at his sword — then at his hands — in disbelief.
A calm, powerful voice echoed inside his mind, clear and unwavering.
"You are the Absolute Dominator. The laws of this world bow to your will."
Kaito's breath hitched. He had no idea who or what spoke to him, but the power surging through him was undeniable.
He glanced around, feeling a strange warmth radiate from his body, as if reality itself was waiting for his command.
A mixture of fear, excitement, and determination swelled within him.
This isn't some random accident.
I was brought here for a reason.
Steeling himself, Kaito took a deep breath and stepped forward into the unknown world.