The skies above Dominion grew ominously dark, though not with clouds — but with presence. An unknown pressure began to descend across the sacred grounds of Kashi Gurukul. The air felt charged with something ancient, something watching.
The ceremony to welcome the otherworldly guests had barely concluded when a shimmering fissure appeared in the sky. From it descended a group cloaked in obsidian armor, marked with blood-red runes — the Descendants of the Asura.
Master Shivraj, the current guardian of Kashi Gurukul, stepped forward. "So… they've returned," he murmured, eyes narrowing. He had fought them once, long ago, during the Hidden War that the world never remembered.
From the shadows behind the mount of Nandi, an unseen figure whispered, "Let them come." It was Raghav — older, wiser, hidden — his divine bond veiled in a cloak of stars.
The students, young and mighty in their own rights, trembled. Among them stood the new main character — Veer, whose lineage was yet unrevealed. He clenched his fists as he felt something stir within him — a calling… and a warning.
The Era of BlackRabbit was nearing its judgment.