"Do you believe in aliens?""If giant beasts from outer space that eat people and destroy cities in five minutes count as aliens, then yeah—I believe."
Seventy years ago, the once peaceful blue sky turned into a living hell.Alien creatures appeared without warning, burning cities, devouring humans, and annihilating anything with life.They were called Metavores—beasts that didn't just destroy, but absorbed the life energy of every living being they touched.
No one knew where they came from.No language. No communication.They hunted, they slaughtered, and they grew stronger from the lives they consumed.Bullets, bombs, nukes—nothing worked.The world stood on the brink of extinction.
And yet, hope came from the most unexpected place.
"So… this glowing thing can charge my phone?""If you're not afraid your phone will explode and wipe a city off the map, then sure, give it a shot."
A desperate scientist, in a last-ditch suicide mission, decided to dissect the corpse of a fallen Metavore.Inside, he discovered something pulsing—A glowing crystal radiating immense energy.He called it: Core Etherion.
This crystal held the very life force of the Metavores—an energy source that remained active even after death.In a flash, the world began to change.Core Etherion became humanity's last hope.
New weapons were forged.War machines were rebuilt with Core-based systems.Battle suits, aircrafts, even massive combat robots called Colosia were created.Humanity fought back, forming an elite force known as the Aether Corps.They were no longer just soldiers.They were the last line of defense.
But the Core came with its own risks.Its energy, if unrestrained, could kill an ordinary person.One uncontrolled explosion once wiped an entire city off the map.
And so, the government decided to monopolize all Core usage.Only official entities were allowed to research, develop, and utilize this technology.
"So what about regular people like us…?""We just get to watch… and hope we don't get eaten by space monsters."
As the world struggled to rebuild, humanity's resistance continued.The Metavores were not extinct—they had merely gone into hiding, waiting for the right moment.
And in this world, caught between destruction and rebirth,A new generation was born—Children who never knew peace.Children raised with one truth: to survive, you must become strong.
But among them… was someone different.Someone who had no interest in being a hero.No desire to fight.No intention of standing in the spotlight.
He only wanted one thing:A peaceful life and filthy riches.
His name was Deren.And fate…clearly had other plans for him.