As Suho walks out of the Hunter Associatioarts to overthink earlier. Stressing over the thought that almost everyone saw his powers, he imagines what it would be like if his secrets were told by them. As he walks closer to home, the thoughts slowly fade away, seeing his home, he softens befoing inside, only to see Suna sleeping on the couotig her presence, Suho walked over to the coud saw food scattered across the table, he sighed knowing that he’d have to it up, so without wasting time, he would then grab a wash rag and would pibsp;up the remaining food and put them in a garbage bag, before eventually using the wash rag to the table. As he finishes, he sits on the couch, trying his best to not wake up Suna. as he sits there, he closes his eyes and goes into his thinking state before eventually, something tells him,

  “Something awaits you…”

  “What…”

  “Something awaits you, your past, it all es back to you soon enough, you’ll know when it es…”

  “What es?”

  “That I ’t tell you… it's a surprise, it’ll all be worth it…”

  “No! Tell me now!”

  “You will faething stronger and powerful than you…”

  “Who?”

  “Quite the eager one aren’t you? Like I said, I ’t say… It's part of the surprise…”

  “Then why does everything have to be a secret?”

  “Because it involves you… and you ’t ge that, Gods like us are not saviors. We are tyrants with eternity as our throne and worship as our leash. We do not guide; we dictate. We do not love, but bring chaos to the world. To us, mortals are nothing but fleeting embers in an endless void, flickering and dying, never worth remembrance. We carve ws into the fabric of existe for justice, but for our amusements… there is a reason why us gods exist… but they are nothing but dust waiting to scatter…”

  “So you're saying that… the Sentinels and the Divinities were supposed to happen…?”

  “I have seen them bleed, even the Divinities, I have heard them beg. And in their final moments of mortality, I saw not omnipotence, but the terror of something that was never meant to die, they gaihe power to bee a god, to bee a Sehe truth is, the Sehat exist now were once Divinities but were proven worthy for their loyalty to our Creator…”

  “So how does that work…”

  “Divinities are chosen by testing their cruelty, but they’re still a mortal… if they matched the same ways the Divinities did, that mortal bees an Divinity, but they are given immortality and special boosts that makes them strohan Hunters, if they are proven to be worthy of their loyalty towards their creator, the Divinity bees the Sentinel… but the twist is, they have to be strong enough in order to be worthy of their power… and then there's Shadow Democracies, soldiers who serve Divinities or Sentinels… the Shadow Democracies is authorized simply, if that Divinity who could’ve bee a Sentinel chose differently, they could’ve bee their soldiers, but there is one individual who is strohan them all…”

  “And who could that be?”

  “He goes by the name of Ashborn, once a Divinity, chose to bee a Shadow Democracy, ever sihen, he became the Stro ience. You see… Ashborn is very different from the others, and he is something not to mess with, he is more powerful than you think… but I think you’ll know him soon enough…”

  “What?”

  “I ’t spoil the fun… but I certainly say, he is part of everyone’s story… even yours… Legends say he was called ‘A Memory’ for a reason…”

  “What? How does this make sense…”

  “You’ll find out soon enough, but get some sleep, you’ve learned enough…”

  “What! No!”

  “Sweet dreams… but before you do, let me ask you a question…”

  “What?”

  “Do you think you're ging?”