Chapter 2:- only promise can't do anything --- [Narration — A Year Later]A year had passed...Since the stars fell silent above his burning home.Since his world — once filled with warmth — was drowned in fire and screams.Since the night monsters laughed… as innocence died.He was only five.And yet—he survived.But the price of survival…Was a curse stitched into his soul.The laughter still echoed—Gnawing at the corners of his sleep.The hollow gaze of his parents—Still stared from the shadows of every nightmare.Time moved forward...Cruel. Unforgiving.As if the universe had already forgotten him.But he hadn’t forgotten.Because some scars…Aren’t written on flesh.They’re carved into