Sigilborn: EVE's Echo
The modern age ended. Not in a simple way like the Rapture or a zombie virus. It was humanity's meddling.
Compound EVE, a breakthrough. Combining atoms with something else. Beyond human comprehension—each atom carrying hundreds of times the energy they were supposed to, but-
Humanity played around with godhood too much. And Compound EVE, combusted out of nowhere despite being in a perfect vacuum.
But it wasn't just a 'big kaboom', it was light, not of the sun, but of mana. Older people died—they were targeted by the mana wave, ripping apart their flesh, bones, and their very atoms. Children under the age of 18 survived long enough to rebuild some of the world.
Four Hundred Years Had Passed.
Julius, the lead scientist—the smartest man alive, who was researching Compound EVE, woke up as a baby who was left in front of what seemed to be a church. And he had his memories, his death still fresh in his mind.
Mana had changed, evolving itself to fit with human biology. Now humanity bore the signs of its past, in the form of Sigils. Shapes and words combined through mana.
These acted as highways. Ones that allowed for mana to circulate through their body. Granting unique and, of course, inhumane abilities that could be transferred through blood.
Now armed with both his memories and the power of his very own Sigil. Julius is the smartest being that the new world will see, or would see. Shall sign into the world once again.
