Prologue.

Strider yawned and stared at the pinewood ceiling of his bedroom in boredom, the steady staccato sound of rain pounding heavily on his skylight window lulling him slowly to a peaceful slumber, filled with fantasy and adventure.
Spotting a shooting star through a brief break in the clouds, the tall teenager smiled sleepily and made a wish.

"Wish I could live in an anime," he murmured softly, before he yawned again and drifted off to sleep. In the sky, a single star flared brightly as it went nova.

- End Prologue -