What made a country?It is the territory?It is the weapons?It is the people?Or simply just the amount of bloodshed to create it? Meet Ciel Zakarov. Born 2205, died 2220. In his old universe,he is the general, the heart of the people. In 15 years of short live, this youngster have laid waste to the first universe war. Too bad our little hero died young. And I, the goddess of war, feel bad for him! So I have tampered a little to the cycle of life and dead and guess what? Our little hero will be my adopted child for some reason/ Guess fate have different plan for him? Anyway let us watch the fall and rise of my adopted son----oops---adopted daughter.