Prologue
"Your mask will protect you, never remove it for any to see but the one you trust and love the most". The old wizard says as he sealed another mask onto the citizen's face.
"I'm sorry to have burdened you with this chore my old friend. If only we protected the Miraculous better, this kingdom would not have fallen into this state of chaos and the citizen's hearts would not have fallen vulnerable to the akuma," the King sighed as he called forth another citizen.
"It is for the best, but I am not sure if the masks are enough to protect the hearts of the citizens," the wizard sighs.
"It will protect them so long as their hearts do not falter," the turtle Kwami rested upon the old wizard's shoulder says. "And should anything bad happen, we will know what to do"
"Until then I will do my best to protect our citizens as well," the King said as he holds the blue miraculous in his hands.
Countless years have passed peacefully, the ruler of the kingdoms changed, the one rule of the kingdom remained, none may remove their mask. The citizens masks serve not only as protection, but as their identity. Their colours and details reflect on their social class and their fate to come, the more precious and beautiful the mask looks, the higher one's status. The mask maker is the one who makes and attaches the mask on every citizen newly born. He does not choose their fate but reflects it in the masks he gives. Masks cannot be altered and will never be changed, unless one wields a miraculous.
It was a joyous occasion, a prince has been born under the rule of the wise and kind King and Queen. The mask maker makes his way to the palace to make and attach the mask. He makes his way to the young baby boy, the mask he held was made was of gold and silver embedded with emeralds and diamonds, showing of the successful future ruler of purity and kindness. The queen smiled as she felt the beautiful mask on her child. The mask ceremony ended and a party and banquet was held, but the mask maker did not attend and returned back to his home.
"Master Fu! Why did you glamour the mask of his destiny?" the green kwami asks
"This child will be one of the new protectors of this kingdom. When the time comes he will earn his Miraculous and protect this city. Until he is old enough, the glamour will remain so Hawkmoth does not find out his true identity"
"So the queen will be passing down her miraculous to this child?"
"No, for he is the new Chat Noir, and soon a Ladybug will appear as well."
"But…this means…"
"I fear so Wayzz, it means Hawkmoth will rise soon…"