Chapter 6: Blessings and Revelations

The sacred chamber within the temple echoed with hallowed whispers as Princess Amara stepped forward to receive the divine blessings. The air shimmered with an ethereal light, and three distinct auras enveloped her – the blessings of Light, Water, and Earth. The rarity of such a trifecta filled the temple with an atmosphere of awe and celebration.

Joy radiated from Princess Amara's eyes as she emerged, her spirit lifted by the extraordinary gift bestowed upon her. The gathered priests and onlookers marveled at the manifestation of the triple auras, an event so rare that only a handful across the kingdom were blessed in such a manner.

Next in line was Ryutaro, a sense of anticipation and trepidation swirling within him. As he entered the sacred chamber, the atmosphere shifted, and the priests prepared for the divine interaction that would shape his destiny.

Kneeling before the altar, Ryutaro closed his eyes, his thoughts drifting to the echoes of his past as Hiroto. In the quiet sanctity of the temple, a mysterious voice echoed in his mind, calling him by both names – Hiroto and Ryutaro. The voice claimed to be the gods themselves, heralding from the realm of Earth. They acknowledged his past suffering and deemed him deserving of a better life.

The gods presented Ryutaro with a unique skill, "Soldier's Pride." A power that drew strength from the people he trusted and protected. For now, it aligned with the princess's auras, concealing his true attribute. Yet, the gods promised that as he continued to safeguard and preserve, the skill would evolve, unlocking new levels of magic circles – SS and SSS ranks.

However, the gods had a request – a task that would test Ryutaro's newfound abilities. They implored him to eliminate a looming threat in the East, an enigma that lingered beyond the kingdom's borders.

As Ryutaro grappled with the revelation, the voice whispered a cryptic message, "Destiny weaves a tale, and you, Ryutaro, hold the threads that will shape the future."

Reality snapped back as the temple priest guided Ryutaro out. To the onlookers, his blessing seemed identical to the princess's – a coincidence, they thought. The priests congratulated him, unaware of the intricate threads woven by the gods.

The temple doors opened to a chorus of cheers and applause. The people welcomed Princess Amara and Ryutaro with open arms, their joyous exclamations filling the air. As the royal duo stepped into the sunlight, the weight of destiny rested on their shoulders, the gods' whispers echoing in the recesses of Ryutaro's mind. The journey had only just begun, and the tale of Princess Amara and her guardian, Ryutaro, unfolded with each step into the unknown.