It all started with a gift.
Or at least, that's what people thought.
For as long as anyone could remember, Heaven was just something you prayed to. A perfect place somewhere above the clouds-full of angels, light, and all that justice crap. Nobody ever expected it to show up in the sky.
But then the Golden Veil tore open right above Seoul. It lit up the entire city like a second sun. For a moment, the world just... stopped.
People thought it was a blessing.
Heaven spoke. They said humanity had finally earned their favor. That it was time for us to rise higher. And the next morning, some people woke up different. Stronger. Faster. Some could even bend reality with their bare hands.
Abilities.
They said it was Heaven's gift. A way to protect the world from what came crawling out right after-the monsters.
At first, everyone believed it. The angels said the monsters were just a test. Some divine challenge to "sharpen humanity's spirit." If we could beat them, we'd prove we were worthy to stand alongside Heaven.
Yeah... that didn't last long.
Because those monsters? They weren't just some training dummies Heaven threw at us.
They were hungry. Twisted things made of flesh and shadows, ripping through entire districts like paper. No one saw them coming. The streets ran red for weeks.
And Seoul? It barely survived.
That's when Heaven's Champions showed up. A handful of people-humans gifted with divine power. They burned the monsters back, wielding light and fire like something out of a fantasy novel.
They became legends overnight.
The world called them heroes. The kind that stood between humanity and whatever the hell those things were.
For a while, it actually worked. The monsters stopped tearing through cities, and people started breathing again.
But here's the thing.
Cracks spread.
And Heaven's light?
It doesn't shine as bright when you stand close too it...