(Thunder rumbles. The sky is blood-red, filled with dark clouds and flashes of lightning. The ground is a barren wasteland, littered with ruins and scorched earth. In the distance, ANGELS and DEMONS clash with each other, fierce and merciless.)

(We see flashes of winged beings with glowing auras—angels with swords of light—battling fierce, monstrous demons with fiery eyes and claws. Amid the chaos, human soldiers are caught in the middle, terrified and helpless. Explosions erupt all around as humans, demons, and angels fall.)

(The camera focuses on the twisted expressions of the wounded and dying, the despair etched in their faces. Bodies lie scattered across the field as screams echo through the night.

(A young BOY, no older than 16, stares in horror at the scene. His eyes dart around, wide and filled with dread.)

BOY

(whispering to himself)

What… what is happening?

[SUDDENLY]

(The boy turns his head as he hears a cry. He sees a MAN standing amidst the ruins, holding a WOMAN in his arms. The woman's body is lifeless, her arm hanging loosely. The man cry with rage and grief.)

(Tears stream down his face as he glares at the heavens, trembling with fury.)

MAN

(screaming to the sky): They have taken everything from me! This world, this life—it's nothing but a curse! I will erase every living thing from existence if it means I can avenge you!

[A dark energy begins to radiate from the man, swirling around him like a storm. The boy feels a wave of fear wash over him as the ground beneath him trembles.]

Boy (whispering in fear): No... he can't mean that. This isn't real, right?

[The man's rage escalates, his power growing to an uncontrollable level. The sky begins to darken, lightning strikes, and a shockwave of energy ripples through the battlefield, sending both angels and demons flying backward. The man stands as the epicenter of destruction, his gaze filled with hatred for the world around him.]

Man (in a cold, chilling tone): If life itself is my enemy, then I shall become the end. Every soul, every heart—none shall escape my wrath.

[The boy clutches his head, feeling the overwhelming force of the man's anger seeping into him, almost as if it's aimed directly at him. He stumbles back, his heart pounding, the noise and chaos becoming unbearable.]

Boy (screaming): Stop! Please, stop this!

[Suddenly, everything goes silent. The scene freezes, and the boy's vision starts to blur as he slowly wakes up. He jolts upright in bed, drenched in sweat, his breathing erratic.]

[Back to Reality]

Boy (whispering to himself, still shaken): Who was that? And why… why did it feel so real?

[He looks out the window at the quiet, peaceful night, yet he can still feel the echoes of the war in his mind, the intensity of the mysterious man's grief and rage lingering in his heart.

Boy (clenching his fists, as a sense of dread and purpose fills him): I have to know… I have to understand what that dream means.

[The screen fades to black as the boy went back to sleep]

[ANOTHER BEDROOM – MORNING]

(The room is dim, with soft rays of the early morning sun beginning to filter through the curtains. A young BOY, around 16, lies fast asleep in a large, neatly arranged bed. His peaceful face contrasts with the alarm clock beside him, which suddenly begins to RING loudly.)

[CLOSE-UP ON THE ALARM CLOCK: 7:00 AM]

(The boy stirs, slowly reaching over and hitting the alarm to turn it off. He groans, turning over and pulling the blanket over his head, trying to drift back to sleep.)

(The sun rises steadily, casting a warm glow over the room, signaling the start of a new day.)

[HALLWAY – OUTSIDE THE BOY'S ROOM]

(We see a young lady, dressed in a neat uniform, standing outside his door with a gentle but concerned expression. She raises her hand and KNOCKS lightly on the door.)

YOUNG LADY

(knocking)

Young master, please wake up. It's time to get ready for school, or you'll be late!

(The boy stirs again, sighing in defeat as he hears her voice. He rolls onto his back, looking up at the ceiling, half-awake.)

BOY

(grumbling to himself)

Just five more minutes.

YOUNG LADY

(calling through the door)

No more excuses, young master! You will be late for school

BOY

Alright, alright… I'm up.

(The BOY sits up in bed, yawning and stretching, still a little drowsy. He glances around the room, then slowly rises from bed, shuffling toward the door.)

HALLWAY – OUTSIDE THE BOY'S ROOM]

(The boy opens the door to find REBECCA, the young lady who knocked earlier, waiting with a gentle smile.)

BOY(smiling sleepily)

Thanks for waking me up, Rebecca.

REBECCA(smiling, with a slight bow)

Of course, young master. It's my duty.

BOY(nods)

I'd probably sleep through the whole day if it weren't for you.

REBECCA(gently)

Well, you can't miss school, can you? Please, get ready and come down to the dining table for breakfast.

BOY(stretching again)

Alright, I'll be there soon.

(Rebecca nods approvingly and steps back, allowing the boy to close the door.)

[CUT TO: BOY GETTING READY]

(The boy washes his face, buttons up his shirt, and slips on his shoes, moving through his morning routine. He checks his reflection in the mirror, grabs his school bag, and heads toward the door with a determined look.)

(The boy, now dressed in his school uniform, holds his bag over one shoulder as he descends the staircase. His expression is calm, though there's a hint of tension in his eyes.)

(The dining room is spacious, with a long table set with an elegant breakfast spread. Seated at the table are his FATHER, his STEP-MOTHER, and his STEP-SISTER, already eating. The father glances up and smiles as the boy enters.)

BOY(with a polite nod)

Good morning, everyone

FATHER(smiling warmly)

Good morning, son.

STEP-SISTER(cheerfully)

Morning, big brother!

(The stepmother doesn't look up, continuing to eat silently, her expression neutral and distant.)

(The boy notices his stepmother's silence but hides any reaction. He quietly approaches the table and takes a seat across from his sister, setting his bag beside him.)

BOY(turning to Rebecca, who stands nearby)

Rebecca, may I have my breakfast, please?

REBECCA(bowing slightly)

Of course, young master.

(Rebecca moves gracefully to serve him, placing a plate of breakfast in front of him. The boy gives her a grateful smile.)

BOY

Thank you, Rebecca.

REBECCA(smiling warmly)

You're welcome, young master.

(The boy picks up his fork and begins eating, keeping his gaze mostly on his plate, as a quiet tension lingers in the air between him and his stepmother.)

(After some time The atmosphere is calm but slightly tense. The boy eats quietly while his father glances at him thoughtfully.)

FATHER(turning to his son)

So, [Akira,( the boy name)] how did your exams go? I'd like to know your scores so we can look into some good colleges for you.

AKIRA(slight smile, confident)

I got second position in the whole class. No need to worry, Dad. With these marks, I can get into any prestigious college.

STEPMOTHER(slightly cold)

Second place, hmm? Then who got the first?

AKIRA(calmly)

Ava scored the highest.

(The stepmother's face twists into a frown as she sets down her fork, looking frustrated.)

STEP-MOTHER(sighing in annoyance)

I've told you so many times, Akira. I don't want you hanging around that filthy boy. You know the kind of influence he has on people.

(Akira clenches his jaw, remaining silent, but his father gives the stepmother a brief, disapproving glance.)[SUDDENLY, THE DOORBELL RINGS]

(The tense moment is broken. Everyone glances towards the door, and Rebecca, standing nearby, steps forward.)

REBECCA(politely)

I'll get the door.

(Rebecca moves gracefully toward the entrance as Akira's stepmother mutters to herself, her expression still sour.)

(Rebecca approaches the door, opening it to reveal a teenage boy in a school uniform standing on the doorstep. His name is RUDRA, and he carries a backpack over one shoulder, giving a friendly smile.)

REBECCA(smiling warmly)

Good morning, Rudra.

RUDRA(smiling back)

Good morning, Rebecca.

REBECCA(gesturing inside)

Please wait here a moment, Rudra. I'll go let Akira know you're here for him.

RUDRA(nodding)

Thank you.

(Rebecca smiles and heads back inside, making her way to the dining room where Akira is still seated with his family.

(Rebecca enters, giving Akira a polite nod as she approaches the table.)

REBECCA(calmly)

Young master, your friend Rudra is here to walk to school with you.

(Akira finishes his breakfast, nodding to Rebecca after she tells him his friend Rudra is waiting at the door. He stands up, picking up his bag, ready to leave. But before he can step away, his STEPMOTHER glares at him, her tone sharp and dismissive.)

STEPMOTHER

(rudely)

Rudra again? He's the reason you're distracted and slipping in your studies. That boy is a bad influence on you.

(Akira clenches his fists, unable to hold back any longer.)

AKIRA(standing his ground)

Stop saying things like that about Rudra! He's not a bad person. He's my friend, and he's a good guy.

Step sister(LUCY)(supportively)

Yes, Mom! Rudra is a kind and decent guy. He's never done anything wrong.

(The stepmother's face twists in rage as she scolds her daughter.)

STEPMOTHER(angrily)

Lucy, how dare you talk back to me! And Akira, don't you ever argue with me like that.

(Their father, who has been watching quietly, finally intervenes, his tone firm but calm.)

FATHER(to his wife)

Enough. Stop saying things like that. Akira and Rudra are friends and classmates. There's no harm in them spending time together.

(He checks the clock on the wall and looks back at Akira.)

FATHER

It's already 8 a.m. Akira, you'd better go now, or you'll be late.

(Akira nods, grateful for his father's support. He glances at the clock, then quickly leaves the dining room, his stepmother fuming silently. Akira walks down the hallway, his expression lightening as he approaches the foyer where his friend is waiting.)

(Akira reaches the front door and opens it, smiling when he sees Rudra still patiently waiting outside.

AKIRA(sincerely)

Sorry to keep you waiting, Rudra. Let's go.

RUDRA(grins)

No problem, Akira. Let's get going

(Akira and Rudra walk side by side on their way to school. The morning sun casts a warm glow, but Rudra looks pale and a bit weary. Akira notices and glances at him with concern.)

AKIRA(studying Rudra's face)

Hey, are you alright? You look… tired. You're kind of pale, too.

RUDRA(gives a small smile)

Yeah, I'm fine. Just didn't get much sleep last night.

AKIRA(slightly concerned)

Why? Something on your mind?

RUDRA(pauses, looking away)

I… I had this strange dream. It felt so real. There was this war… angels and demons fighting. Everything was getting destroyed, and there were people—humans—caught in the middle.

AKIRA(surprised)

A war between angels and demons? That's… intense.

RUDRA(nods)

And then I saw this man holding a woman in his arms. He looked… broken, but furious. He was yelling that he'd destroy the world and wipe out all life.

(Akira listens, then suddenly laughs, shaking his head in disbelief.)

AKIRA(laughing)

So… you're this tired just because you had a dream?

RUDRA(serious, almost hurt)

Stop laughing, Akira. It wasn't just any dream. It felt… real. Like it was something I was supposed to see.

(Akira stops laughing, noticing the serious look in Rudra's eyes. He realizes he may have taken it too lightly.)

AKIRA(sincerely)

Alright, alright. I'm sorry for laughing, Rudra. I didn't mean to brush it off like that. But, come on, let's not be late for school.

RUDRA(sighs, nodding)

Yeah, you're right. Let's go.(The two friends continue walking, Akira throwing a supportive arm around Rudra's shoulder as they make their way to school, the strange dream lingering in Rudra's mind.)

(Akira and Rudra walk onto their school campus, chatting and laughing as they make their way toward the entrance. The atmosphere is light and carefree, completely unaware of the dark events unfolding elsewhere.)

AKIRA(laughing)

I still can't believe you were that worried over a dream, man.

RUDRA(grinning)

I told you, it was too vivid. But I'm good now. Let's just get through the day.

(They both smile as they head inside, their voices fading as the camera shifts to the sky, the peaceful atmosphere suddenly interrupted by a distant, ominous presence.)

[CUT TO: SPACE – FAR AWAY]

(The camera zooms out from Earth, traveling through the vast emptiness of space. We see a dark, foreboding planet in the distance. The atmosphere around the planet is thick with storm clouds, lightning crackling, a sense of something terrible about to emerge.

[DARK THRONE ROOM – UNKNOWN LOCATION]

(Inside a colossal, dark throne room, an eerie silence fills the space. The walls are lined with twisted, jagged structures, illuminated by faint, red light. At the center of the room, a shadowed figure sits on a throne of obsidian, radiating an aura of immense power and pride. His figure is mostly obscured, but his dark silhouette exudes authority.)

(A DEMONIC HUMANOID MAN, tall and imposing, steps forward into the room, his eyes glowing faintly as he kneels before the shadowed figure.)

DEMON (submissively)

My lord… our search has ended. We have found Earth.

(The figure on the throne lifts a hand, the pride in his motion palpable. He turns his head slowly, revealing a sinister, yet triumphant smile.)

SHADOWED FIGURE(smirking with power)

Finally... It's time. Time to take what belongs to me.

(He stands up from his throne, the darkness around him shifting and twisting as his presence grows stronger.)

SHADOWED FIGURE(voice heavy with malice)

Prepare the army. We are going to take over Earth.

(Akira and Rudra continue walking through the school, laughing and talking, unaware of the looming threat that will soon come to their world