Rain poured over the roof of the estate. Inside the chamber, tension hung thick in the air. A newborn’s cry pierced the silence. 

Short white hair. Flawless skin.

The storm outside seemed to pause.

The doctor carefully lifted the child, wrapping her in cloth.

“She’s a beautiful girl,” he said.

A joyous cheer rushed through the room. Everyone started embracing each other. Only one sensed something emitting from the baby. Shujiro stood in the corner, unmoving.

“Something is off…” he muttered. “…this child is different.”

Without warning, his Trait started to activate. The small area around him shook slightly. A man dressed in royal clothing walked up to him.

“…Shujiro?” Victorus stepped forward. “What is it?”

Shujiro didn’t answer. The baby cried again. Then her eyes opened. 

Gold. 

A beautiful color similar to gold on jewelry.

Shujiro’s body shifted. “No… that’s impossible.”

Victorus frowned. “What are you talking about?”

Shujiro slowly stepped forward. He could feel it now. The power was not just strong or overwhelming, it was something he had never felt before.

“…World Balancer.”

Victorus froze.

If Shujiro is right…

This child possessed a power that had only appeared once in history.

Victorus lowered his voice. “Does anyone else know?”

Shujiro shook his head. “Not yet.”

A pause.

“…but it’s only a matter of time.”

Victorus’s expression darkened.

“That means…”

Shujiro’s voice turned cold.

“…he will feel it.”

Outside, rain continued pouring down.

“War is coming.”