The Great Shrinking

Reality is bleeding.
The infinite has fallen-only fifteen realms remain, and the whole of existence folds inward, shrinking into silence. Stars hang too close, ancient laws fray, and something vast and unseen draws ever nearer.

In the sprawling, many-sunned realm of Seirei, power breathes from the soul, and rank glows faint upon every neck.
And there walks Kaito Sora.

He wears a grin that never quite reaches his eyes-easy, playful, almost foolish. Whispers coil around him: of a mother who stands among the divine, of a father whose name has been wiped from every record, of a calm that never breaks, no matter the blow or the curse. He seems ordinary. Too ordinary.

But shadows cling to his boots, and the air grows heavy when he passes. Beneath the lazy smile lies something unreadable-something older, darker, and far more dangerous than any mark could ever show.

The world shrinks. And the fool may yet be the most terrifying secret of all.