Narada (narration): It is the year 3037, and humanity has reached beyond the stars, tapping into realms and energies far greater than those once known to the Earth. Through the discovery and full embrace of Daoism, humanity has now unlocked higher dimensions, channels of power that transcend mortal understanding. With this power, they have ascended—beyond comprehension, beyond the limits of time and space.
But every gift exacts a cost. In the pursuit of these higher planes, the wisdom of old—the wisdom of the ancients—has been lost, buried under the weight of progress. Cultures, once revered, now forgotten. The past has become a shadow, fading until it is no more.
Yet, in the midst of this forgotten world, in a land called the United States, a child is born. This child will be the harbinger of the past's return—one who will awaken the oldest truths and restore the cosmic order, forgotten and untended for so long.
Then, to continue with the action and tension you've introduced with the news reporter segment:
News Reporter: All across the globe, chaos erupts. Dangerous events unfold at an unprecedented rate. Immortals—keepers of balance—struggle to contain the fury that is sweeping across the Earth. Our cameras are live on the scene as an army of ocean Yaoguai floods the shores of Eastern Asia, while other regions are under attack by flaming Yaoguai emerging from volcanoes in violent eruptions.
Then transitioning to Denver, Colorado, where the birth is happening. This is where you can begin to set the tone for the birth and the cosmic significance of the character's arrival:
Somewhere in Denver, Colorado:
In the quiet suburbs, under the veil of ordinary life, the forces of the cosmos are aligning. As chaos reigns on distant shores, in a small, unremarkable hospital room, a child is born. But this is no ordinary birth. It is the beginning of something ancient and powerful, a legacy that spans realms beyond human reckoning. The child is a bridge between worlds, a link between the forgotten past and the volatile future. His destiny will unfold on the very fabric of reality itself.
That sounds like a powerful and emotionally charged moment! Adding the dialogue for the parents will ground the cosmic events in a more intimate, personal experience, while still maintaining the epic scale of the birth. Here's an adjustment that incorporates your idea while enhancing the dramatic tone and flow:
Somewhere in Denver, Colorado:
In a quiet hospital room, beneath the pale glow of fluorescent lights, the sounds of the outside world seemed distant, as if muffled by the weight of what was about to unfold. The room is filled with tension, but there is also a warmth, the kind only a mother and father share in the midst of a life-changing moment.
Father: "Hold on, honey. Just one more push… You're doing great. Our child is almost here."
The mother cries out, her face twisted with effort, the intensity of the moment consuming her. With one final, powerful shout, the child is born. But unlike any other birth, this moment is marked by a silence that is both heavy and profound.
As the baby enters the world, it does not cry. Instead, from the depths of its tiny chest, it utters a single, resonant sound.
Child (the single sound): "Om…"
At that moment, the entire world seems to stop. The chaos that had been sweeping across the globe—volcanic eruptions, monstrous invaders, the very fabric of existence itself—comes to a sudden, unnatural stillness. A soft, radiant light emanates from the child, its brilliance not merely illuminating the room, but reaching to the farthest corners of existence—touching the highest heavens and plunging to the deepest pits of hell.
For a fleeting moment, all of creation shakes, reverberating with the force of the child's arrival. And then… silence. A perfect, all-encompassing stillness. The very fabric of the cosmos seems to breathe in unison, as though acknowledging this momentous birth.
Father (softly, gazing at their child): "Oh, my love… look at our baby boy. He is… he is wonderful."
His voice cracks with awe as he gazes at the child, whose light now fills the room with a calming warmth.
Father: "He truly is our new light, isn't he? The world… the whole universe… has shifted. Everything has changed."
The mother smiles weakly, exhaustion painted across her face, but there is also a deep peace in her expression. They both know, in this moment, that their child is no ordinary being. He is the beginning of something greater, something cosmic