Prologue: The Fallen Elite

Once, I stood among the Elite 7, the greatest of the darkness, chosen to wield powers beyond comprehension. We were the embodiment of the world's elements, the balance between chaos and order. The Elite of Darkness, I was known—darkness in name, darkness in soul.

Together, we controlled the forces of the earth, fire, water, air, and healing. And, of course, the one I called companion: The Elite of Light—the one I once trusted, the one I once fought beside, now nothing more than a ghost of a past I can't escape.

The Elite of Earth… stoic, unwavering, like the land itself—grasping at power but anchored to ideals that bound her.

The Elite of Fire… passionate, fierce, consumed by the flames of ambition, forever burning brightly, but sadly got dominated by the fallen elite. The Elite of Water… calm, serene, yet got forever trapped in the currents of fate, unable to break free from those chains of death.

And then there was the Elite of Light—once a friend, a companion in a world where power meant everything. We shared visions of domination, of reshaping the world into something better, something unrecognizable. But as time passed, the ideals I once held were shattered. Light, as it always does, revealed its true nature—blinding, controlling, and suffocating.

In the end, it was I who ended it. Not out of hatred, but out of understanding. She, too, had become a pawn in a game neither of us could win. The world doesn't need balance. The world needs to be broken—only then can something real emerge from the rubble. The light she cherished was nothing more than a flickering illusion, and in the shadow, I was the only one who truly saw.

The rest of the Elite 7 would never understand—The Elite of Air and The Elite of Healing, who dwelve in the words of past. They lived in their own delusions, believing that hope could save this world. They were wrong.

I killed her, not because I wanted to, but because I had to. She was free now. No longer burdened by the chains of light, or the empty promises of those who had dared to embrace the demons.

And now… I stand alone, as it was always meant to be.