Kaelen Dragonyx, a boy who lost both his parents and his mentor in the most ruthless way possible, decided in his heart to become the strongest swordsman in the world to protect the last remaining family he had, which is the only child of his mentor and his childhood friend. But along the line, he discovered that he is the most talentless boy of the generation which made his road towards being the strongest swordsman to be much further away and daunting than he could imagine. Be he didn't give up until he stumbled upon a sword that drastically changed his fate.
In the dimly lit office of the Vice Chancellor, the atmosphere was heavy with anticipation. Kaelen and his companions stood in a semi-circle, still bearing the subtle marks of their recent battle. General Cao was seated nearby, his arms crossed and his expression a mix of concern and curiosity. The Vice Chancellor leaned forward from his desk, his piercing eyes sweeping over the group, before settling on Kaelen.
"How did you manage to grow so strong so quickly?" the Vice Chancellor asked, his voice low but intense. "You and your companions just faced the Chaos Twins—Aron and Selene—and held your own. That is no small feat. What happened during your pilgrimage?"
Kaelen hesitated for a moment, glancing briefly at his companions. Ethan, shrouded in shadow, gave a slight nod, while Guinevere and Eldric exchanged knowing glances. They all carried a deep bond now, forged in the fires of their pilgrimage. Kaelen knew this was something only he could explain.