16 Years Later

City - Veroma

Continent - Elcatia

Planet - Itania

Date - 4/21/1016 A.S. (After Samal)

As I listened, I was glued to Alvaro as he told the story of the fall of Ulanshara, The place where we would be royalty. Every word from his mouth was like a dagger piercing through my heart. The tale from sixteen years ago was about our family's tragic end and how they ended up in their current situation. 

As the details unfolded with each passing moment, I could feel my anger rising like a raging volcano. The story gave me feelings of pain, betrayal, and heartbreak, and it was clear that Alvaro had gone through a lot to get to where we are today. Despite the sadness that permeated the air, I couldn't help but feel a deep sense of respect for Alvaro, wondering why he just now told me this story, who had survived through the worst of times and had come out on the other side more substantial and more resilient than ever before.

Alvaro's concern was palpable as I stood there, my emotions spiraling out of control. The last time I lost my grip on my faegon energy, it caused chaos and destruction. Sensing the danger, Alvaro's soothing voice broke the silence, calling out my name. He knew my body temperature was soaring, and my anger was boiling. With his calming presence, he hoped to bring me back to my senses before it was too late.

As I stood there, feeling a rush of adrenaline, I knew I had to do something to correct the situation, to fix what had gone wrong. But then Alvaro's words echoed in my mind, reminding me I was utterly powerless without magic. The realization hit me hard, and I felt frustrated and defeated. We had been running and hiding for so long, never able to settle down or feel secure, always on the lookout for danger. It was a constant battle, and we were constantly losing.

Alvaro and I stumbled upon the Kingdom of Veroma, a land shrouded in excitement and freedom. The kingdom boasted a vast and ancient forest that spanned over thirty percent of the continent, spreading into multiple cities. However, the forest remained unexplored, home to ferocious and magical beasts that freely roamed the woods. The townsfolk and most explorers feared to tread deep into the forest, for rumors of a dark dragon lurking within its depths kept them at bay. Despite the danger of the forest, the Kingdom of Veroma is the perfect place for all races to live, offering refuge for those seeking a life of freedom and adventure.

It's hard to believe that it's already been two years since we took refuge there. Forced to leave behind everything we knew and loved after being found by the heinu in the city of Celestara, adjusting to this new way of life has been a constant struggle. Even though we're safe here, we haven't been able to escape the harsh realities of the outside world. Alvaro's Creation Ability provides necessities like soap, clothes, shoes, and weapons to survive, but living in the forest Is a constant reminder that our lives are forever changed in the blink of an eye. Alvaro missed our old way of living, but we know we can never return to the way things were before. We can only hope that someday, things will get better, and we'll be able to move forward and rebuild our lives.

Alvaro became an Explorer, doing solo expeditions at night until a purple-haired man destroyed our home in Celestara one day. I had no idea why or who he could be chasing us until after today's training session; he finally told me about our parents because I was finally able to land a hit on him. The sessions are brutal, but it gets easier as I learn to use my faegon energy. My reflexes, speed, and strength double in that form, but Alvaro, having hundreds of years to perfect it, beats me every time.

Veroma is a charming city in the heart of Elcatia, known for its breathtaking landscapes, rich cultural heritage, and warm hospitality. In recent years, Veroma has been gaining much popularity among the neighboring cities, owing to the construction of the Itanian Magnus Academy. The academy was built in the old warzone of Veroma, which has been transformed into a beautiful and peaceful location that boasts scenic beauty and a calming atmosphere.

The Itanian Magnus Academy is a world-renowned institution that offers various academic programs, including combat, technology, bioengineering, and sorcery courses. The academy is known for its state-of-the-art facilities, experienced faculty, and innovative teaching methods. The academy's decision to establish its fifth school in Veroma has brought renewed attention to the city, and many are curious about what it offers.

Veroma is a city with something for everyone. It is home to several historical landmarks, including the twenty-story Veroma Castle, which dates back to the medieval era. The castle is a popular tourist attraction and offers a glimpse into the city's rich history. Veroma is also known for its picturesque beaches, perfect for swimming, sunbathing, and enjoying water sports.

The city has several museums and art galleries showcasing the region's art and culture. The Veroma Museum of Art is a must-visit for art lovers, as it houses an impressive collection of paintings, sculptures, and other works of art. The city also hosts yearly cultural events, including music festivals, dance performances, and theater shows.

Veroma is also known for its delicious cuisine, which combines traditional Elcatian flavors with international influences. The city has several restaurants and cafes serving various cuisines, ranging from local delicacies to international dishes, including the world-famous six-star restaurant Le Ciel d'Orion.

With its rich history, breathtaking landscapes, and warm hospitality, it is no surprise that the city has been gaining popularity among the neighboring towns. Whether you are a history buff, an explorer, an art lover, a foodie, or just someone looking to relax and unwind, Veroma has something for everyone.

Veroma is a region with numerous rivers that transport the city. Its tall, majestic buildings are made of white stone and boast iconic architecture. Long ago, Veroma was renowned for its beautiful scenery, safest entrance to the Elcatian Forest, and tall hills overlooking the flower-filled plains.

As the winter fades away, the cityscape transforms into a picturesque sight with the blossoming Indigo wood trees. The trees are adorned with beautiful pink and Indigo flowers that uniquely charm the surroundings. The locals fondly refer to these trees as mauve trees due to their distinctive shade of color, a mix of pink and blue. 

As you walk through the streets and parks during this time of the year, you'll be greeted with the sight and fragrance of these trees. The streets come alive with an explosion of colors, and the air is filled with their sweet scent. It's truly a delightful time of the year to be outdoors, as the warm sun, cool breeze, and beautiful flowers create an ambiance that's hard to resist. The mauve trees accurately represent nature's beauty, and their presence adds to the city's charm. During springtime, the city is adorned with Indigo trees in full bloom. These trees feature beautiful pink and Indigo flowers that charm the town. Locally, these trees are known as mauve trees due to their distinctive shade of color. The streets and parks come alive with the sight and fragrance of these trees, making it a delightful time of the year to be outdoors.

A dark figure floats above the center of town where the magnificent castle of the Grand Duke of Veroma, Thunor Arden Krisham, The God Of Thunder, scans his city. The castle peeks above every building in Veroma, and the sight is breathtaking. 

He is wearing an olive green cape with the Roman numeral 4 emblazoned on the front, just above a huge K. His arms are crossed, and he seems to be surveying his kingdom from above. The cape flutters gently in the wind, and you can almost feel the power emanating from Arden's imposing figure.

He felt that the surroundings were too quiet. Aquina's Grand Ball is tomorrow, and the city is usually overcrowded for an event that big. He needed something that could break the silence. Taking matters into his own hands, he decided to use his powers to create a booming sound that could be heard miles away. With a wave of his hand, the sky darkened, and a loud rumble of thunder echoed through the air, breaking the eerie silence. Arden smiled in satisfaction, feeling that he had returned some life to the quiet surroundings.

Arden, a Grand Duke known more for his strength than his nobility, often surveys his kingdom to monitor its prosperity. Despite the distance, his keen senses allow him to see and hear even the faintest movement or sounds emanating from the Great Forest of Elcatia. His unwavering dedication to his duties and exceptional abilities make him a truly remarkable leader.

He got the name God of Thunder from being the most robust lightning user among his five siblings.

While his siblings can control electricity and use it to fight, Arden was born special. Despite being the fourth born, He can create, control, and transform into electricity at will without needing rest. With this power, Arden can generate and manipulate electrical energy, producing massive lightning bolts, electrocuting his enemies quickly, and even restarting his heart after being stopped. His electrical abilities extend to electromagnetic control, enabling him to levitate metal objects and himself, essentially allowing him to fly while also enhancing his perception to the point where he can predict an opponent's moves and detect their presence, even if they are hidden or far away, making him the heir to his father, Emporer Aurelius Krisham's throne.

As he watched over his kingdom, he noticed a silver-haired kid being chased by three other boys into the Elcatian Forest. He teleported nearby and watched.

Inside of The Mystic Playcade

As I discreetly positioned myself behind an arcade machine, I couldn't resist the urge to spy on Jorgudan and his friends. The glow of the large screen illuminated their faces as they were wholly absorbed in playing an MMORPG called EchoRift VR. I could see the virtual world they were exploring and the intricate details of the game's design. Their eyes were glued to the screen as they navigated through the game's various challenges, battling enemies and strategizing together. The sounds of the game and the intensity of their voices filled the air as they worked together to progress. 

Throughout my life, I've been constantly on the move, running from one place to another. Here, my days are filled with the soothing sounds of nature, and I've started cultivating the land with great care and effort. As the spring season arrived, the fields bloomed with fresh produce, and we harvested them with utmost diligence. Similarly, in the winter, we hunted and butchered meat to sell in the nearby town. I've set up a town booth to sell our fresh produce and meat to establish a steady income. 

I vividly remember a time when I was setting up my booth, and Jorgudan and his friends approached me. They offered their friendship and help with sales and even invited me to hang out with them after work. The arrangement continued for a few days, and I was able to make good money. One day, we all played Fablefield at Serenity Glade Park in Veroma's Central Park. 

The game involved multiple hoops of different sizes on both sides of the field, worth various points. We had to use magic to throw an orb through the hoops, while the other team used defensive magic to stop us from scoring. I was repeatedly scored on during the game, and Jorgudan joked about my lack of magical ability. However, he didn't know that I didn't have the power to control an affinity. 

When my teammates discovered I had no mana, they were surprised, but their reaction quickly turned negative. They started calling me hurtful names like "sparkless" and "dust motes." 

Over several days, playful teasing among a group of acquaintances gradually took a dark turn. They welcomed a new member into their circle, who encouraged them to escalate their jokes into cruel bullying directed towards me.

The bullying became violent, and it has led me here, standing behind a game, watching them play the game I used to play with them.

While they were playing the game, they suddenly detected the smell of raw meat and old blood emanating from my clothes. I had been known for smelling like that around town for a while. The scent caused a scene in the middle of the city; other kids our age were there to witness it. The stench made them stop playing the game and come to confront me.

"Hey, Laemus, came for another beating?" Corvin jeered, and his twin brother Soren joined in. "I thought you would have left town by now. Aren't you tired of being beaten up and embarrassed? I would be."

Soren seemed to sympathize with me, but Corvin hit him on the head. Just then, Jorgudan approached me and put his arm around my shoulder. His eyes glinted green, and his canines grew slender and sharper as he looked into my eyes.

"I thought maybe you would have built a resistance to my venom, so I made another for you to test for me, buddy. How about we head into the forest and try it?" he asked.

"I don't want to do that. I just wanted to see what they updated in the game," I said, slowly backing away.

As they tried to circle me, I turned and made a run for it. Grabbing my cart from the back of the arcade, I ran down a trail into the forest as fast as possible. I ran until my cart ran over a pebble, and a few pieces of meat fell out.

While I rushed to pick up the meat, I sensed a light beam approaching me. I jumped to the ground to dodge. The beam grazed my back as the earth below me stretched, plunging into my stomach and throwing me into the air.

Falling from a few meters high, I braced for impact, but instead, my head landed on someone's knee.

Appearing from thin air, Jorgudan's pants were covered in blood from my nose; rubbing his pants leg, he called me a freak due to my blood being pink instead of red.

From our recent conversations before their switch-up, I know that Corvin has an affinity for light magic with the Solarix ability. It allows him to manipulate, create, and become light, allowing for high-speed travel and powerful photon-based attacks while being able to bend light to render himself and others invisible.

His twin, Corvin, has an affinity for Earth magic. His magic type is Terrakinesis, which allows him to create protective barriers, shape the terrain for strategic advantages, and sometimes, when his emotions run high, cause small tremors.

Jorgudan is the worst of them all, being a wyrm of the draconian race. He can transform into a giant snake with two heads while also having the affinity of poison, with the ability of Venomancy. Jorgudan wields the ability to produce and manipulate potent toxins, using them to weaken his opponents or create deadly traps; he can also form balls of poison around him and throw them at his target. His two heads can simultaneously do different things in his snake form, making him a formidable opponent. His control extends to converting his physical form into a poisonous vapor, allowing him to evade attacks and infiltrate secure areas.

Jorgudan kicked me in the cheek, sending me sliding against the ground. Corvin created a pillory of stone, trapping me in place on my knees. They took turns kicking me in the face until Soren's kick broke the pillory, sending me flying into a nearby tree.

I lay there, spitting up blood as I tried to get back on my feet. Anger began boiling inside me as my eyes glowed golden and my hair turned half-black. My golden aura gleamed brightly as black lightning strikes bolted off of my body.

Screaming as I charged my Faegon energy, Jorgudan, and his friends flew back, crashing into trees. Their fall caused everything in my vicinity to collapse.

Jorgudan transformed into his wyrm form as he grew another head; only this time, the heads separated as he created a second body. Slithering toward me quickly, the clone created multiple green and purple poison balls. In contrast, the other made a poisonous fog in my vicinity.

Having no magical affinity, I couldn't clear the area, so I went for a roundhouse kick when the clone got close. The kick was easily counted as he bit my leg, swinging me around in a circle before he threw me into the air.

Soren, appearing beside me in the air, created a light hammer as he slammed me into the ground. Corvin created a bowl-shaped crater in the ground, creating mud as I rolled into the bowl at an immense speed, flying back into the air. Suddenly, A huge rock came from above, smacking into me as it forced me back to the ground, burying me halfway in the dirt.

Buried up to my shoulders, a hand of light grabbed my head from above, throwing me onto the debris of my cart. I started to black out mid-air as the poison took effect. 

My body flopped as it hit the ground. Jorgudan put his foot on my face as he said,

"Get up, Laemus!"

STOMP

"is that all… 

STOMP!…

you got bitch "

STOMP

"You may have learned a aural attack but this world has no use for weaklings like you, The strong take everything while you sparkless fucks benefit off of what we leave you."

Spitting blood out of my mouth and aiming for Jorgudans face, it instead landed on his neck while I was struggling to get back on my feet, determined to stand firm despite the pain I was feeling. Grabbing his foot and pushing it off my face, I screamed, "DIE!" 

My Faegon transformation evolved as my hands and feet were covered with diamond scales. I grew transparent, with sparkling wings and a tail with the end shaped like a bazooka. My eyes gleamed golden.

I had never used this power before, so I quickly fell out of the sky when I tried to fly.

Running towards Soren, He sent a beam of light toward me, but this time, it moved so slow I hit a complete spin around it, kicking him in his chest and sending him back into the tree. His body left a crater a few minutes ago for the tree to fall down this time, knocking him out.

A barrage of rocks came my way as my tail hit them away, sending them back toward Corvin, leaving his body battered.

My attention turned to Jorgudan, who grew his arms out of his snake form before surprisingly clapping.

"The whole time i thought you were an elf, your mixed with draconian as well, show me what you got!"

As the tension between Jorgudan and me escalated, I felt uneasy. It seemed inevitable that something would happen, something that would change the course of our interactions. I could feel his heart racing as I braced myself for whatever was about to unfold. Little did I know that this was just the beginning of a series of events that would alter the course of my life forever.

I ran toward Jorgudan, but suddenly, I felt a tail connect with my chin as I rolled to the ground screaming; it came from his second half, moving so fast I couldn't sense it.

"ARGHH!" I yelled, holding my face to make sure my chin didn't break, spitting out chips from my front teeth.

As eyes glowed brighter, my wounds healed, making his Jorgudan back away slowly.

He connected his second half back with himself, causing a second head to pop out of his neck.

The forest filled with a purple mist as it instantly fell onto my knees.

"One day, I'll make you all pay, Jorgudan," I said, looking at his blonde hair swaying in the wind with his stupid green glowing eyes staring at me like I was beneath him. The scar I left over his eye the last time they jumped me was fresh, which made me happy.

A flashback of the rock I threw at Jorgudans face, leaving him on the ground as I ran away, popped into my head.

"I've heard that plenty of times, Laemus, but you've yet to pay me. Remember that you're a normie not even close to a fledgling out of every tier. They couldn't find a drop of mana in that worthless body of yours if they tried," Jorgudan replied with a smirk. "You always make me laugh so hard, man." With that, Jorguden put his friends onto his shoulders and disappeared into the distance, leaving me behind.

Looking around, I noticed my cart had been destroyed, and the gold coins I had collected had been damaged and chipped.

My Silver hair, now with red, green, and yellow streaks, dripped with blood as I got up from a bloody spot on the ground. My left eye is hazel, while the right is a misty grey color with a white lining. I stand at around 5 feet and 3 inches tall, wearing out-of-style, oversized clothes stained with pink blood.

"Why must I be the only one going through this? Why am I so weak?" I thought with tears flowing down my cheeks.

Walking through the forest, I looked for a white cloth tied to the trees. These markers led me back home. 

I used this route every day because it was the safest, but today, I ran across a pack of red wolves sniffing the ground as they noticed me.

I immediately ran. My faegon form hadn't gone, so I tried to fly again. Leaping into the air, my wings acted on their own as I ascended over the trees, seeing my home in the distance. Flying down at an incredible speed, I tried to land, but my feet slid across the ground as I flew into hobboar stool.

I had only sold a few items today, and I just had been covered in poop, making me feel ashamed as I arrived at my humble abode. It was a beat-up, two-story house on the forest's outskirts. I put what I could grab from my destroyed cart in the small shed outside and tended to the garden and animals in the barn behind the house before rinsing my body off where we wash the horses.

As I walked into the house and dried myself off, Alvaro spoke as I rushed upstairs to my room.

"Do you see what time it is? Why are you getting in so late?" Alvaro said, taking a sip of his ale. His face grew angry as he saw my hands and feet covered in diamonds.

As I ran upstairs to my room, I was lost in my thoughts and didn't notice Alvaro trying to talk to me. Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew my hair into my face, and before I knew it, I ran into Alvaro's chest. Alvaro hugged me tightly, but I didn't want to be touched, which made me angry. Unable to move, I broke down in tears, unable to control my emotions.

"Who pushed you this far to cause your form to evolve," Alvaro said through gritted teeth.

"The same kids I've been telling you about!" I yelled, punching a hole into the wall before it filled itself in.

Alvaro did his utmost to console me. "Please know that I'm always here for you to lean on. I'll stand by your side no matter what, Remus."

Alvaro looked deep into my eyes and gave a smile of sympathy.

"I don't need your help," I said, pushing past him into my room.

"have you forgotten what tomorrow is," Alvaro said, causing me to stop walking.

I took a second while wiping my teary-eyed face until I saw Alvaro pull a diamond-covered book with sections of different-colored pages, silver armor with blue underlining, and a crown with a dragon's head out of his infinite storage bracelet.

"my birthday? its not like i have friends to spend it with." I replied.

Thinking of my yearly nightmare of a purple-haired man taking my power from me before shaking it off and asking

"What am i supposed to do with that?"

Replying immediately, excited to talk about our past, I noticed his facial expression change 

"Grandmother gave these to me to give to you before she gave her life….. "Alvaro said quickly, changing his approach. I'm giving you this book for your 16th birthday. It's been a long journey raising you alone, but I'm glad I was able to," Alvaro said, trying to lighten the mood.

Alvaro rarely speaks of our parents, which intrigued me incredibly in this book.

When I took it from Alvaro and tried to open it, it didn't budge, causing a bit of confusion before being stopped by Alvaro.

"The book chooses who can read its pages, but your option is different," Alvaro said, returning the book before leading me to the kitchen. On the island, a large cake with 16 candles lit.

The kitchen has magnificent high ceilings made of shining gold. The walls are made of luxurious white marble that gleams in the light, and the floor is textured with a unique combination of gold and white tiles that add to the room's opulence. Despite being in an old house, the kitchen looks like it belonged in a palace.

The appliances were undoubtedly the best available that year, and every detail was carefully considered to match the kitchen's beauty. The pots and pans hanging over the island were made of pure gold, adding a touch of extravagance to the space. The sink sat in the middle of the island, surrounded by gleaming metallic fixtures that sparkled under the light.

The fridge was six feet tall and towering. It had two doors with a sleek metallic handle, adding to the room's aesthetic. Two freezers, made of gleaming silver metal, were at the bottom of the fridge. Inside, the refrigerator was stocked with delicious food and drinks, from fresh fruits and vegetables to chilled beverages.

"How could we afford this?" I said, looking at Alvaro with worried eyes. Alvaro rarely left and only went outside to care for the animals and the garden, so we barely had any money.

"I thought about the cake from my sixteenth and remade it!" Alvaro replied; Alvaro's magic affinity of creation with the magic type Aetherweave turns his imagination into reality. Anything he conceives, from spectral weapons to protective auras, materializes at his will. This power stems from his mind, making thought and creativity his tools for conjuring. Simple creations are effortless, but complex manifestations drain him, risking his well-being. The Aetherweave's potential is boundless, yet it demands Alvaro's utmost concentration and discipline, as any lapse could lead to unpredictable outcomes.

I gave Alvaro a hug before blowing out the cake candles.

As we indulged in the cake, I looked up at Alvaro with immense gratitude and said, "I cannot thank you enough for everything you do for me. You are a true blessing of an older brother."

Alvaro and I had a blast laughing and chatting until Alvaro suddenly exclaimed... 

"Now, about the armor and crown I have given you. Being a Faegon comes with many benefits. Put on the armor and crown, and meet me outside." The same armor appeared on him before he walked outside to the training base next to the purified spring behind the farm.

As I put on the armor, a surge of power coursed through me, and my body gleamed with a golden aura. Holding the crown in hand, I approached the training building.

Alvaro stood inside with his arms folded as he said, "took you long enough!"

"I cant just imagine the armor on my body and it just appears Alvaro!" I retorted, causing him to laugh

As I put on the crown, the jewels on the teeth filled with light, and the dragon's diamond teeth and eyes shined golden.

My body forced itself into my Faegon form, but my diamond scales also shined golden this time.

Alvaro stared at me with a surprised expression as he raised his guard. As soon as he appeared, he conjured a golden diamond-hilted sword.

Speeding toward me, he swings the sword at my head, but it disappears and strikes my side. It's the same move used at the beginning of every training session, but I didn't fly into the wall this time.

The sword's impact knocked Alvaro back before he appeared beside me.

As I flew into the air, spiraling down at an incredible speed, Alvaro caught me. He threw me onto the ground and said, "It's time."

"Time for what?" I replied before we heard a knock at the door, and it suddenly opened.

"Take off the crown now!, unless you want everyone on this continent to know your location." A silver-haired woman walked towards us as I took off the crown.

Alvaro stared at the woman in disbelief, and she continued, "How dare you force your brother's body to grow this fast, Alvaro."

He was acting very weird, my old brother who feared no one was frozen in place.

"What? I'm almost sixteen i dont think Ive been forced to grow!" I said before Alvaro punched me in the shoulder as he ran toward her, swinging her around as he hugged her.

Hugging him back as Alvaro put her down, she walked toward me and forcibly squeezed my body. I tried to get her off me before she put her hand on my face, saying, "Can your energy not tell who I am? Concentrate hard, and my role in your life will be shown."

Backing away from her, I closed my eyes and focused but could only think about the word, Mom.

"What am I supposed to be looking for? I just keep hearing the word mom," I asked until I heard Alvaro sniffle as he said, "If that's all you can think of, who do you think is in front of you, idiot!"

"Wait, I thought you were missing," I said as tears fell.

"Don't write me off that easily, Alvaro. Do you think your father would only make sure you two got away?" she said.

Alvaro's armor disappeared from his body before saying, "if you're really our mother, do the test!"

Suddenly, she bit her finger and brought it to Alvaro; Alvaro pricked his finger with his sword before mashing their fingers together, allowing the blood to mix. Still, when the blood hit the ground, it was clear.

That clearly left me confused as I said, "Wait, what the fuck just happened?" before Alvaro wiped his hand, squeezing a bit of blood out as he teleported next to me and slightly cut my finger before I could even say anything. He put them together, and it did the same thing again.

"Wait, so that is our mother, where have you been," I asked, looking at her seriously 

"Well you see, Remus, do you know how we got separated in the first place?" She asked 

"Alvaro told me the story earlier today, so yes," I replied

"I was in a coma for awhile after having you, Tinsel and Aurela carried me here following Alvaro here but they lost you as you flew into Celestara. i was in a coma for 10 months until i woke up alone in a hospital, I've been searching for all of my children since i woke up but it looks like im halfway done," she said with a sad expression

"ten human months or ten elven months, Mom," Alvaro said with worry in his eyes.

"oh silly me, 10 elf months," she said, chuckling. 

"so you were in a coma for 13 human years," Alvaro said, punching his hand.

"Son, please don't do anything crazy after I tell you this, but to regain your magic, you have to draw it out. To revert your faegon form, you have to calm your anger, I want to continue looking for Tinsel and Aurela, I don't fully have my power back but it is enough to get around but before I leave take this," she said, handing us both,,, an earring with a button on it, "when you need me or if you find Tinsel and Aurela before i do, click the button on the earring, if I find them before you we will know where you are already and we will meet you."

She gave us both a big hug and said, "I know this is big for you both but i cant rest until i know all of my children are safe, please understand!"

 She walked toward the door, making a heart shape with her hand before teleporting away.

Heading back into the house, Alvaro said, "Your big day is tomorrow, A lot can happen to a faegon at 16 as your draconian ability awakens, after the day we've had, im going to bed." as he headed upstairs, I down, the hallway to his room.

Unsure about Alvaro's comment on a big day, I studied the sword and the book on the kitchen table.

Standing before the sword, my eyes fixed on it as if it held some mysterious power. I sensed a strange energy emanating as I reached out to touch it. Surprisingly, the sword seemed to glow with a golden light as my fingers wrapped around the hilt, just like Alvaros. My curiosity piqued, and as I tried to make sense of the energy coming from the sword, I couldn't quite put his finger on it. After contemplating, I gathered my things and went upstairs to my room, still lost in thought about the strange glowing sword.

Upon entering my room, I placed my belongings on the dresser. Then, I noticed the rough diamond-like texture of the book emanating various colors in the light after I put it down. Holding the old book in my hands, I couldn't help but wonder about its origin. The dust covering its surface indicated it had been sitting idle for a long time. Strangely, the book had no title, which added to the mystery. As I blew the dust off the book, I noticed how untouched it looked.

Sitting on my bed, I reached for the book beside me. I had been trying to open it for hours, but it seemed stuck shut. With a deep breath, I tried again to pry the book open. But as soon as I touched the cover, I felt a strange energy emanating.

Frustrated, I put the book down and decided to take a break. I meditated, hoping it would calm me down. But as soon as I started to calm down, a burst of colors erupted from the book, heading straight towards me.

I was taken aback by the sheer force of the energy. The book slowly began to disintegrate as if being consumed from within. I tried to move away from it, but it was too late. The colors had already engulfed me, surrounding me in a swirling vortex.

The sensations were overwhelming. I felt like I was being pulled in every direction at once, unable to control my movements. The colors seemed alive, pulsating with an otherworldly energy that I could barely comprehend.

As the vortex began to slow down, I felt myself falling towards the ground. I hit the floor with a thud, but the colors swelled around me. I could feel them seeping into my skin, changing me in ways I didn't understand.

For a moment, everything was still. Then, the colors slowly faded, leaving me alone in my room. The book was gone as if it had never existed. But I knew that my life would never be the same again.

My entire being was adorned with an exquisite fusion of colors that ranged from the darkest shades of velvety purples to the most vibrant, fiery oranges. Each color blended flawlessly into the next, creating a breathtaking symphony of awe-inspiring beauty. The hues were so distinct and unique that no two were the same, making the display even more mesmerizing. The overall effect was so captivating that taking my eyes off it was hard. However, my moment of admiration was interrupted by an excruciating pain that suddenly jolted through my entire body, leaving me gasping for breath.

I was in utter distress, feeling a pain that seemed to be beyond my capacity to bear. I tried to scream for help, but my throat was so constricted that no sound came out. My body started shaking uncontrollably, and I felt utterly helpless. As the pain intensified, my vision slowly faded to black, leaving me with a sense of overwhelming fear and desperation.