The 6th Month, Year 135 of the Fourth Era. Warshen Region, Renlou Empire.

  "Over here!! There is a survivor!!"

  Knights in red rushed over, overturning stone sbs, pushing away the rubble. Under dozens of fallen walls, they found a woman in white robes, a cleric of the Church of the Three Rings, wearing a golden emblem of three intersecting rings that was half destroyed.

  She was half conscious, her dark yellow eyes were hazy and lost, her brown hair was messy with dirt and dust mixed in.

  "Can you hear me! We are going to get you to safety!!", the knight with a white plume on his helmet yelled, he turned to the other knights who were clearing the ruins, "I need a Corrector here!!"

  A knight wearing a white cape immediately rushed over. Bending down, and held her right hand.

  "Stay with me!! You will live!! My name is Reid Alcor, Commanding Knight of the Crimson Tempr!! What is your name!!", the knight with the plume, Reid, held her left hand while supporting her back, keeping talking to her to help her stay conscious.

  She gazed over him, her lips parted, "L-Lea... Dark...will..."

  Right at the same time, the Corrector chanted.

  "May your errors be corrected.Abnormally vanish to reveal your true self."

  Miraculously, her wounds and appearance began to heal. Her skin began to recover its luster, her disheveled hair straightened as if she had just finished a bath. But her eyes were still lifeless.

  Seeing her body physically get better, Reid carried her in his arms and slowly walked toward the tents set up for the survivors... but this girl, Lea Darkwill, was the only one.

  =0=0=

  A serene and calm voice echoed in her mind, "Because your Star reflected the universe, you are all bnk canvas waiting to be painted over."

  Lea woke up with a gasp, sitting right up as she looked around, about to have a panic attack. She was lying in a bed, not as comfy and soft as the ones in the church, and instead of the old and sacred church she lived in, she saw people in armor and robes, a signifier that they were Tempr knights.

  But the Coat of Arms on their chest armed her even more, two swords crossed behind a drop of blood, the Crimson Tempr from the Church of the Blood God, one of the opposing faction to her own Church of the Three Rings.

  She started breathing heavily, clutching her chest to keep herself from panicking.

  "Calm down.", the knight with a red plume kneeled down to her level, "We are not here to hurt you, only helping."

  He took off his helmet, revealing a face scarred by battle, but it did not diminish his handsomeness, a sharp face with red eyes and short red hair.

  "We will hand you over to the Church of the Three Rings after you have stabilized.", he spoke gently, holding his hand out, "My name is Reid, you don't need to worry about anything."

  Lea slowly nodded, but she did not take his hand. She looked down, turning gloomy.

  "I will have a Bancer and Corrector help you.", Reid turned around, walking over, and nodded at the other knights.

  They left the tent, and with that, she caught a glimpse of what had happened to the town she had stayed at. Everything, with nothing spared, was completely annihited. Who knows how many people were buried under here and how many bodies were left intact?

  Reid turned to her, "If you can help it, please give us some information about what happened here."

  What he said instinctively moved her thought to when it all happened— a sharp pain hit her. She clucked her head and her vision gradually dimming.

  What is happening... Lea wondered in between the pain. Reid rushed over, helping her stay down without saying anything.

  Then, a memory hit her. A woman in bck with lightless eyes entering the church, wearing a leather jacket carrying an eight-pointed-star in silver on its back— then everything went bnk.

  As a cleric of the church, she was educated on matters normal people should not know. About secret organizations lurking in the shadows, those who wield powers beyond comprehension for their own gains, about things called Paths and the Pathstriders who carry the powers of those Paths.

  She remember her first lesson on such matters, the top secret organization that every person and Pathstriders need to be aware of is...

  "Akasha Monodrama..."

  Reid immediately tensed up, nodding to her solemnly.

  "I got it.", he pat her shoulder with a smile, "If we can get a single member of this organization alive... then we can finally track down the leader."

  Lea nodded without saying anything. With the help of Reid, she id back in her bed.

  Akasha Monodrama... I will... find you... Lea gritted her teeth as she closed her eyes, entering slumber.

  =0=0=

  "Where... am I?", Lea found herself in an empty world devoided of color.

  Her entire body was in bck and white. In a panic, she look around, then she noticed it— a giant bck hole bending light around it, forming an event horizon of pure light.

  Here, she spotted a woman sitting on a chair, an ordinary chair with nothing special to it. Her long hair was long and had a shine to them even in this colorless world, and her sharp gaze was on a book titled "Secret of Life". Yet she could not recognize the woman, as if there was a cognitive haze blocking everything.

  Her gaze turned to Lea, who shivered as if she was being watched by thousands of scrutinizing eyes, judging everything about her.

  "We will meet again next Sunday.", her voice was serene and cold, like the stillness of winter.

  Lea then woke up again. This time, she was calmer than before.

  Who was that?... she pondered. Then she noticed it was already the next day.

  Her body feel better and her mental stable was healthy. Being a cleric, she was not that privy to the mystical side of the world but she knew these effects were from the Bancer and Corrector, like Reid previously mentioned.

  Recalling the knowledge she learned... Bancer is what Pathstriders of Equilibrium are called, simirly, Correctors belongs to the Path of Correction.

  Along with Equilibrium, her church possessed Order, and Judgement Paths. Then her thoughts stopped.

  "Judgement...", she muttered.

  The anger toward the Akasha Monodrama surged once again. She wanted revenge, she wanted to bring suffering upon the members of this organization which had destroyed countless life and caused innumerable tragedies...

  Especially that woman...