Scene 1: The First Tear

The city at night.

A half-moon lingers in the sky, casting a faint silver glow over the silent streets.

An abandoned building—cold air whispering through its cracks. The ceiling is fractured, allowing slivers of moonlight to slip through. Suspended in the air, droplets of water hang, frozen in time, as if reality itself hesitates.

Nirash sits in a corner. His gaze is locked onto the floor, his fingers trembling, hovering just above the floating droplets.

A single tear rolls down his cheek.

"They say emotions make us human..." Nirash's voice, soft yet heavy with sorrow, echoes in his mind.

"But what if emotions made us monsters?"

He clenches his fist. A ripple pulses through the air around him.

The silence is broken by a low, growing rumble.

Suddenly, the door creaks open. Shadows stretch across the walls as figures step inside—masked, clad in black suits, their faces hidden in the dim light.

One of them moves forward.

"Do you even know what you are?" the man's voice is calm, yet laced with quiet menace.

Nirash lifts his gaze, his voice barely a whisper.

"I know… I am a curse."

The tension thickens.

Then—BOOM.

A shockwave explodes from Nirash, sending ripples through the air. The walls tremble. Glass shatters. The very air distorts around him.

The men stagger back. Eyes wide.

The screen fades to black.

Episode 2: Chains of Power

A rooftop. Night.

The storm rages above—thunder roars, lightning slashes through the sky. Rain pours relentlessly, drenching the figure standing at the rooftop's edge.

Nirash.

His silhouette is bathed in moonlight, the wind whipping through his soaked clothes. He looks down at the city below, his expression unreadable.

A voice emerges from the darkness behind him.

"You can't escape it."

Nirash turns, raindrops trickling down his face.

Bairi steps into view. His fiery eyes glow against the dark rain, a faint flicker of red flames dancing in his hands.

"This power… It's not a gift," Bairi smirks. "It's a chain. We are trapped in it."

Lightning flashes. The air between them crackles.

Suddenly, Bairi lunges. His hands ignite with fire.

Nirash raises his arm, and water swirls around him, forming a shield. The storm intensifies as their powers clash—fire meeting water in an explosion of steam and sparks.

The battle has begun.

TO BE CONTINUED…