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A Disciples Fate

Destiny, Prophecy, Fate. Do they have anything in common, anything at all? Could they be hidden in The Disciple World, as scriptures, animals, humans? Are everyone’s actions already written? Is there a way to change it, a place where everyone can write their own actions. Only the enemies can… Enemies? Could have the Ice Disciple Kuragami Nozomi prevented the fate of his dad, prevented the fate of ____ ______, prevented the fate of _______ _. He couldn’t, he’s one of them. One of who? Him and Kuragami are the same. How? The Fate of everything is in both of their hands, and they don’t know it. What are you talking about?! Maybe it’s best if they’re enemies. Why? Was the whole point of this was so that no one would have enemies. Without enemies, there’s no growth. Plus them having enemies means everyone has enemies. When one of them are gone, there will be no enemies, they’re both doing the right thing. Seriously, what are you talking about? Just listen, to the story of Kuragami Nozomi. This will show you, how A Disciples Fate, could possibly change everyone’s fate, destiny, prophecy itself and potentially, change history as a whole.

MissingLeg · Fantasie
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119 Chs

95. Physical Therapy

As the team slowly regained consciousness, their eyes fluttered open to find themselves in a pristine medical room within the grand castle of Yotr Kingdom. The soft glow of sunlight filtered through the windows, casting a warm, comforting light on their weary forms.

Kuragami, Sasaki, Hoshiko, Isamu, Cherry, and Homura found themselves lying on comfortable beds, surrounded by the gentle hum of medical equipment and the presence of dedicated doctors and nurses. Their injuries, once debilitating and agonizing, were now being tended to with care and expertise.

Princess Diana, adorned in regal attire, entered the room with a concerned expression etched upon her face. She approached the bed where Kuragami lay, her eyes filled with both relief and worry.

"I'm glad to see you all awake. My guards…my real guards found you unconscious on the North Island, and I immediately ordered your transport to the castle for medical attention."

Kuragami, despite his weakened state, managed a faint smile.

"Thank you, Diana," he whispered gratefully.

"Your well-being is of utmost importance to me. You risked your life to protect the kingdom, and I am forever grateful."

Turning her attention to the rest of the team, Princess Diana addressed them with a mixture of concern and gratitude.

"You all fought bravely, and I cannot express how grateful I am for your efforts in defending our kingdom. The doctors have assured me that with proper rest and care, you will all make a full recovery in two weeks."

The doctors, their presence a reassuring presence, confirmed the princess's words, assuring the team that their injuries were being diligently treated. Kuragami, however, received a surprising prognosis.

"Kuragami, for some reason despite your injuries, you will make a swift recovery," one of the doctors explained.

"With rest and continued medical attention, you should be fully healed within two days."

Kuragami's eyes widened slightly, a glimmer of renewed strength igniting within him. He glanced at his comrades, a mixture of gratitude and determination shining in his gaze.

Princess Diana, her concern still evident, took Kuragami's hand in a gesture of support.

"Rest, my dear friend," she urged gently.

"Allow the healers to tend to your wounds. We will stand by your side, ready to face the challenges that lie ahead."

As the team settled into their recovery, supported by the care of the medical staff, a sense of renewed hope permeated the room. They knew that their journey was far from over, and that the trials they had faced were merely the beginning.

Together, they would heal and emerge stronger than before, ready to face the destiny that awaited them. Princess Diana, with her support would continue to stand by their side.

As the team absorbed Princess Diana's words of support and healing, the grand doors of the medical room swung open, revealing the figure of the King of Yotr, Diana's father. The room fell into a respectful silence as the king entered, his regal presence commanding attention.

"Rise, disciples. I have heard of your valorous deeds and the courage you displayed in battling the imposter who dared to impersonate the Supreme King."

Sasaki, still weakened managed to lift himself up. He met the king's gaze.

"I was the one who defeated him. But it wouldn't have happened without their help. They did good."

The king's expression shifted from stern to impressed, his eyes gleaming with a newfound respect for the team's resilience.

"Your actions have safeguarded the integrity of our kingdom, and for that, I am grateful.

As the weight of their recent victory settled upon them, the king continued, his words bearing a sense of urgency and purpose.

"Tomorrow, we shall embark upon a journey to the West Island, a place forbidden to most. Deep within its sacred grounds lie ancient scriptures, holding profound knowledge about the fate of the Disciple World."

The team exchanged glances, their curiosity piqued by the mention of these enigmatic texts. They understood the significance of such knowledge and the potential it held for shaping their destiny.

"The West Island has been in the process of being destroyed. But with your proven strength and unwavering loyalty, I believe you are the ones destined to unravel its secrets."

Princess Diana stepped forward, her voice filled with determination.

"We will accompany them, Father They have proven themselves time and time again, and their presence is vital in unlocking the truths that lie within the ancient scriptures."

The king nodded approvingly, acknowledging his daughter's conviction and the trust she placed in their capable hands.

"Very well, my dear daughter," he conceded.

"Together, we shall unveil the mysteries that the West Island holds that will explain the events that will shape the future of the Disciple World."

With the knowledge that their journey would continue, and a new destination lay before them, the team steeled themselves for the challenges that awaited. The West Island held the key to their path forward, and they would not waver in their pursuit of truth and justice.

As the king exited the room, leaving the team to rest and prepare for the arduous journey ahead, a sense of anticipation and determination filled the air. Tomorrow, they would set foot upon the forbidden island, guided by the promises of ancient scriptures and fueled by their unbreakable bond.