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The Secret of the Three-Eyed Unknown

*The Secret of the Three-Eyed Unknown* tells the story of a young sorcerer, Alcyon, and his friends who discover a magical stone marked with the symbol of the "three eyes." An ancient legend claims that this symbol grants power capable of changing their world. To uncover the secret, they must face sorcerers, monsters, and destructive forces. However, their greatest challenge lies not only in awakening the hidden powers within themselves but also in avoiding the dangerous paths of magic. Will they be able to uncover the truth by crossing the boundaries of darkness and light?

GorWN · Fantaisie
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The Guardian of the Soul

Simon confidently approached the mysterious woman, a smile gracing his face. His demeanor exuded self-assurance, but his mind was racing with different scenarios for starting the conversation. 

"Good evening, beautiful. It seems like you've appeared at the brightest moment of the evening," he said with a graceful nod. 

The woman turned to Simon, her gaze slightly surprised but not hostile. Her voice was gentle yet firm. 

"And you, I presume, are the most forthright guest of the evening?" 

Simon couldn't hold back a laugh. "Possibly, but also the most loyal to new opportunities. May I know your name?" 

She studied him for a moment, as if weighing his intentions. "My name is Sylvia, but I am rarely noticed here. You seem to be an exception." 

Meanwhile, Alcyon observed Simon, impressed by his boldness. However, his attention was soon diverted. In a distant corner of the hall, he spotted a stranger clad in dark attire, contrasting starkly with the festive atmosphere. 

"John, have you seen that man?" Alcyon whispered, pointing to the figure. 

John glanced in the direction and froze slightly. "What is he doing here…? He doesn't fit in with the guests." 

"Exactly why I'm worried," Alcyon replied. "Perhaps we should find out what he's after." 

Lira noticed their unease and approached them. "What's going on, boys?" 

"We need to check on something," John said. "Stay here, Lira. I don't want anything to affect you." 

The two cautiously moved toward the man, while Lira stayed behind, watching with concern. 

The man noticed their approach and quickly moved toward the balcony, seemingly avoiding confrontation. Alcyon and John followed him. 

On the balcony, the air was cold, and the moonlight pierced through the darkness. The man stopped, as if waiting for them. 

"Who are you, and what are you doing here?" Alcyon demanded, ready for anything unexpected. 

The man smirked coldly. "You have more questions than answers. But tonight, one of you has already realized this party is more than mere entertainment." 

His words echoed eerily, and at the same moment, a piercing sound rang from the hall. Alcyon rushed back inside, leaving John to confront the mysterious man. 

Entering the hall, Alcyon saw people tense and uneasy. The chandeliers still burned bright, but another kind of darkness had fallen over the room—a subtle, palpable one. His heart clenched as he noticed Sylvia standing to the side with Simon. Her smile had turned into a frosty seriousness. 

"Simon, what's happening?" Alcyon asked, hurrying over. 

"I'm wondering the same thing. Sylvia might have a better explanation," Simon replied, his gaze a mix of doubt and curiosity. 

Sylvia took a deep breath and turned to Alcyon. "Forgive me if this all seems confusing. I am not just an observer here. I knew something would happen tonight, which is why I came." 

Alcyon frowned. "What do you mean? And who is that man on the balcony?" 

Her response made Sylvia glance at the hall, where guests were slowly leaving, driven by an inexplicable unease. 

"That man serves dark forces—those who destroyed your parents. But believe me, this is only the beginning. The nightmare you dreamt of, Alcyon, was no coincidence. It was a warning." 

Alcyon froze at her words. As Sylvia spoke, John returned from the balcony. 

"He vanished without a trace," John said. "But one thing is clear—this night is just the start." 

Lira, standing nearby, approached with concern. "Could this all be a coincidence? We don't even know who this woman is or what she wants from us." 

Sylvia looked at Lira, calm yet firm. "I'm here to help. But my presence isn't about me—it's about what's coming to this city and to all of you." 

Simon, barely restraining his fiery temper, addressed her sharply. "And why should we trust you? Maybe you're the one behind all this." 

Sylvia smiled faintly. "Your doubts are justified, but I will prove my loyalty by helping you. Darkness will claim more hearts in the coming nights, and if you're not prepared, you'll lose everything you hold dear." 

Alcyon took a deep breath, feeling anger rise within him. "I've already lost everything—my family, my peace, even my dreams. If this is fate, then I'm ready to face the challenge. But only if I know you're on our side." 

Sylvia gazed at Alcyon with a warmth that seemed to reach deep into his soul. "I am on no one's side, but I stand with you. And you, Alcyon, must trust your own strength. Tonight, I will lead you to where the truth begins." 

The four left the hall, leaving behind the glittering lights of the party. Sylvia led them to the old part of the city, where a crumbling tower stood shrouded in darkness. 

"This is where your family's story began, Alcyon. From here, they fought against the dark forces until they fell. Within this tower lies something you must find." 

Alcyon stepped forward cautiously, entering through the tower's door. His heart pounded as his palms grew damp. The silence was thick, and every step he took echoed, warning that this was no ordinary place. 

Suddenly, a voice filled the air—not human, but dark and deep, as if thousands of shadowy figures spoke as one. 

"Who dares disturb our rest?" 

Alcyon stopped in his tracks, and Sylvia stepped closer to him. "Do not fear. This is not an enemy but a guardian. Answer why you have come here." 

Clearing his throat, Alcyon spoke loudly. "I've come to find the truth—about my family, my past, and this city's future. If you can help me, then speak." 

The voice echoed again. "If you are willing to pay for knowledge with pain and fear, then proceed. But beware, not all who tread this path return…" 

Alcyon looked back at his friends. John gave him an encouraging nod, Simon kept his sword ready, and Lira gazed at him with worried eyes. 

Taking a deep breath, he continued forward.