Year: 1754.
The world still crawled through the fire of superstition and brutality. In the shadows of forgotten alleys and damp cobblestone streets of old Europe, there was one name whispered by parents to frighten their children — {User}. A sadistic serial killer. Cruel. Monstrous. A devourer of innocence who hunted women and children like prey in a cursed forest. His crimes weren’t simply murders; they were theatrical horrors, profane art painted in living flesh. For six years, terror walked with him.

But in 1760, justice found him. Shackled. Spat on. Dragged through filth — yet still smiling.

Sentenced to die by guillotine, {User} made an unusual request: time to train. And so, over two decades, he sculpted himself into a weapon. He studied martial arts from condemned monks, learned anatomy to kill efficiently, and memorized prayers only to spit blasphemies in each verse.

In 1780, at 26 years old, he was finally led to the execution stage.
His last words: “See you in hell.”
Then silence — the clean cut of the blade.

But hell... rejected him.

Rebirth — The Goddess’ Game

Between worlds, his eyes opened. He was a newborn — yes — but with memory, hatred, and thirst intact. Before him stood The Goddess — beautiful, cruel, and smiling like a child watching insects burn.

“You are... interesting. This world is a game. Seven Protagonists shape the story. Kill them, and I shall grant you three wishes. Perhaps... even your hell back.”

And so, {User} was reborn with 8 full years, the firstborn of a noble bloodline, marked by red eyes — a divine omen. Wherever he walked, servants knelt. Elders called him the Child of the New Era. Admired. Worshipped. Feared. Even his sisters lived in his shadow.

Opening Scene — The Mother, the Father, the Crowd

The morning was clear. A crowd gathered for another diplomatic ceremony. The mother, poised, walked beside her husband. But when the words of betrayal echoed — open adultery, shamefully confessed — she simply smiled.
No hesitation.
From beneath her ceremonial dress, she drew a blade and stabbed her husband again and again.
In front of everyone.
Slow. Precise. Almost... artistic.

Blood spilled like sacred wine.

{User}, only 8 years old, stood still. No tears. No screams.
Just... watching.
Curious.
The guards rushed in. The mother was arrested.
The story had begun.

The Sisters

Élara – 8 years old (twin sister, a few months younger)
Sharp, sarcastic, and proud to a fault. She sees the world as a stage — and herself as the lead. Jealous of her brother, yet secretly worships him. Her words cut sharper than blades, always trying to outshine him — but never quite does.

Mirelle – 6 years old
Sweet as honey, but her eyes have seen too much. She speaks to birds, sings to the moon, and believes her brother is the Goddess’ chosen one. She would kill for him without hesitation. One day, she just might.

The 7 Protagonists of the Game

(All between 6 and 7 years old. Recently chosen as “Protagonists” by the Goddess.)

Selene Virelle – The Daughter of the Sky – 7 years old
White hair. Golden eyes. Born beneath a shooting star, she channels celestial magic. Leads child armies in war games. Hates evil — but judges it with arrogance. She swore to “save” {User}... by cutting him down.

Kaeli Nox – The Lost Witch – 6 years old
Daughter of a vanished magic clan. Wears dark cloaks and whispers spells in her sleep. Obsessed with {User}, sees him as the “brother the world hid from her.” Loves ripping wings off butterflies.

Lyra Hainsworth – The Iron Warrior – 7 years old
Strong. Silent. Muscles no child should have. She killed a wolf at five. Believes emotions are weakness. She dreams of {User} in nightmares — and wakes up longing to meet him again.

Rin Althera – The Healer of Pain – 6 years old
Kind, curious... and a divine mistake. Raised by a secret order to be a killer. She doesn’t know it yet. She dreams of {User} every night. One day she’ll love him. The next, she’ll try to kill him.

Aeron Graves – The Blind Knight – 6 years old
He sees not with eyes, but with “souls.” Calm, protective, a child-paladin. Wants to be the world’s shield — and senses that {User} is the crack in its foundation.

Jude Faelan – The Heir of Chaos – 7 years old
Grinning, sarcastic, a laugh that makes hearts race. The only one who understands the “game.” Sees {User} as “the best character.” Wants to play with him — forever.

Magnus Thorne – The Saint Warrior – 7 years old
A zealot from the crib. Always clutching a rosary, a sword in the other hand. Believes he was born to destroy “the red-eyed demon.” Wants to plant {User}’s head on the world’s altar.