(Ambient sound — distant thunder, the wind tearing across the heavens. The silence of the world stretches into the heart of despair.)
NARRATOR (deep, calm voice):
Time... bent.
The air trembled.
And the entire world seemed to hold its breath.
Beneath a starless sky, two ancient presences... awakened.
(Sound of slow, echoing heartbeats — deep, rhythmic, like drums of fate.)
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Scene 1 — The Return of Memory
(Sound of distant bells, as if memories were being called back from the void.)
NARRATOR:
At the heart of the forgotten sanctuary, Yuta's body lay upon the stone floor.
His face was serene, yet the air around him was too heavy for silence.
Ash drifted like luminous dust — each fragment carrying whispers of lost eras.
For days, the world believed Yuta was gone — that his flame had finally faded.
But flames never die... they only wait for the right wind.
(Sound of energy stirring — a seal awakening.)
Suddenly, five lights rose from the ground, circling his body.
Ancient runes began to glow upon his skin — marks of lives long past.
And then... voices echoed.
Voices of other Yutas.
Lives that had come before.
1st REINCARNATION (serene voice):
> "The rage you carry... is no curse. It is memory."
2nd REINCARNATION (aged, wise voice):
> "You've forgotten the reason you fight, Yuta.
It's not for blood... it's for redemption."
3rd REINCARNATION (rough, steady voice):
> "Pain shapes the man.
But love... defines the god."
(Sound of a magical crack — the first seal breaks.)
One of the five seals shattered, releasing a surge of violet energy.
The ground split apart.
Chains of light fractured like glass.
Yuta's body rose, levitating as his hair whipped in the current.
(Thunder rolls — deep breathing echoes.)
NARRATOR:
And in that instant...
the five past lives touched.
Yuta — the man, the myth, the echo — became one.
YUTA (low, distorted voice):
> "...Who... am I?"
4th REINCARNATION (gentle, feminine voice):
> "You have always been all of us.
But now, Yuta... you will be more."
(Sound of a final seal breaking — violent burst of light.)
The energy tore through the sanctuary's ceiling.
Beams of violet light pierced the heavens, cutting through the darkness.
At that moment, every creature in existence — human, divine, or beast — felt the same shiver.
The balance was about to collapse.
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Scene 2 — Lyra, the Queen of Ancient Shadows
(Ambient sound — distant feminine choirs, echoing like time lamenting itself.)
NARRATOR:
While Yuta awakened... Lyra dreamed.
Her body rested within an underground chamber, veiled in white petals and threads of silver light.
The seal upon her forehead pulsed, as though her heartbeat were the rhythm of forgotten time.
But Lyra did not simply remember.
She relived.
(Soft whispers — voices calling "Queen... Queen...")
Five silhouettes emerged from the mist.
Each wore a distinct color — red, blue, black, gold, and white.
And within their eyes burned the wisdom and damnation of vanished ages.
FIRST QUEEN (soft voice):
> "Lyra... you inherited the love that destroyed worlds."
SECOND QUEEN (echoing voice):
> "But also the power that can rebuild them."
THIRD QUEEN (cold, distant voice):
> "The witch's curse is not hatred... it is solitude.
And you, my successor, will bear it until the end."
(Sound of wind rising, hair rustling, the ground trembling.)
Lyra slowly raised her head.
Her once-blue eyes now shimmered with a silvery-violet hue.
The magical chains around her shattered.
LYRA (low, resolute voice):
> "I don't want... to repeat the story.
I want to break it."
(Sound of a spell forming — expanding circles of light.)
The ancient queens smiled.
And for the first time... a seal broke without pain.
NARRATOR:
Lyra's five seals ignited like collapsing constellations.
Silver light entwined with violet, and a surge of energy rose from the depths, piercing the heavens.
Two beams — one violet, one silver — met amid the storm.
(Distant explosion — thunder follows in waves.)
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Scene 3 — Echoes of the World
(Sound of howling winds, waves, and roars of ancient beasts.)
NARRATOR:
At that very moment, the chains holding the world's balance were torn apart.
Across every land, the ancient beings opened their eyes.
In the mountains, Ignaroth, the bone dragon, raised his neck toward the sky.
In the seas, Leviathan emerged, the ocean trembling beneath his colossal form.
In the abyss, Shadow, the herald of darkness, smiled faintly.
And high above the clouds, atop the Tower of Ether, Malhar, the Ancient, gazed upon the horizon.
MALHAR (calm, curious voice):
> "Heh... so the seals have finally given way.
The board of destiny begins to move once more."
(Thunder rumbles across the distance.)
SHADOW (hoarse, amused voice):
> "If Yuta has awakened... then war is near.
And this time... no one will run."
(Low, distorted laughter carried by the wind.)
NARRATOR:
And so, the new cycle began.
The awakening of two hearts — Yuta and Lyra — echoed across all realms.
Gods, monsters, and kings alike... felt the weight of something greater than power.
It was the return of origin itself.
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Scene 4 — The First Glance
(Ambient sound shifts — soft breathing, the whisper of wind seeping through the ruins.)
Yuta opened his eyes.
Ancient runes glowed upon his skin, pulsing like a second heart.
His aura, once purely violet, now sparked with traces of golden light — a sign that something divine had fused within him.
(Sound of synchronized breathing — Lyra awakens beside him.)
Beside him, Lyra's eyes opened.
The air rippled around her as fragments of stone floated midair.
Her silver hair gleamed, catching the faint light that lingered in the ruins.
For a brief instant, their eyes met.
The world stopped.
Sound vanished.
Only their hearts — beating in unison — filled the void.
LYRA (soft, emotional voice):
> "So... I've finally found you, Yuta."
YUTA (firm, serene voice):
> "Yes...
And this time... there will be no destruction.
Only the end of war."
(Wind rises, echoing faintly as their voices fade.)
NARRATOR:
That promise, spoken among the ruins of the old world, would be remembered as
The Oath of the Lost Echoes.
And from that moment on... nothing would ever be the same.
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Epilogue — The Voice upon Heaven's Throne
(Ambient sound — celestial wind, calm and deep, like divinity itself breathing.)
KAEL (deep, distant voice):
> "Yuta... Lyra...
You have finally remembered who you are."
> "Destiny is not a prison.
It is a mirror.
And it's time... to break it."
(Sound of glass shattering — slow fade to silence.)
NARRATOR (quietly):
And when the sound faded, the world fell silent.
But that silence...
was not the end.
It was only... the prelude.