Plot

Overview: The year is 2076. The village of Zaelas is in turmoil. Resources are scare and the village is on the brink of civil war. The people have lived under the insidious rule of a monarch for many decades, driven by corruption and slowly becoming obsessed with personal goals. Many have tried to revolutionize, but their attempts returned with many losses, eventually becoming overburdened by their villages dire predicament and abandoning all hope.
15-years ago, a renowned craftsman, famous for his self-sufficient technologies, began to vigorously alter the village’s lifestyle, creating new-found technology and replacing the old with the new. At first, the townspeople were skeptical of the craftsman’s motives as he installed his new inventions without charging them anything, but the people began to appreciate the craftsman and eventually he attained a reputation that endangered that of the village’s monarch. Seeing the craftsman as a threat to the well-being of his popularity and rule, the monarch led a discrete assassination attempt, pledging to “rid the impurities of the village at all costs”, even if the craftsman was indeed his younger brother.
In the end, the craftsman and his family were killed by a mysterious explosion centered at their residence. No newspaper ever wrote about the incident, no statue or grave was ever erected in their name, nothing to remember, only to forget.
The monarch had confidence in the success of the mission and truly believed that the village was once again under his rule, but he did not know that his late brother and wife gave birth to a son months prior to his assassination attempt. The child was kept secret from everyone except the craftsman’s cousin whom the child spent all of his days with. Fearing that one day his brother would retaliate against his goals, the craftsman gave his son in the arms of his cousin, saying to him to “love the child as your own and to never expose his son’s existence to the village and foremost, to his brother.” Not knowing that his last words would reside with his cousin, the craftsman returned to his home and indeed attempted to escape with his wife, but instead met eye to eye with his older brother who wielded a bloodstained knife overlooking the body of his wife. Within minutes the house was torn apart by an explosion foreign to the eyes of the villagers and was left to burn ablaze until the fire was no more.
At that moment, the child and his uncle fled to the outskirts of the village where they would remain unseen, unknown from society. This is the beginning of a new story yet to unfold, the life of that child, the dawn of a new age.