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Valerian, The Legendary

In this world, some say, the truth and the legends are the same. One such legend belonged to the protagonist, Valerian. Valerian was an orphan, a boy blessed with a beautiful face, and everyone around him, could not help but want to play with him, till one day a prophet passing through their town pronounced him to be cursed. Since that day, the destiny of the boy seemed to have changed completely, he was shunned by everyone around him, and the gazes that were earlier filled with love and affection, now brimmed with disgust and hatred. The constant shunning and humiliation made the cheerful child grow up to be bitter and inexpectant. On his seventh birthday, things changed once again. This time, it was not the people around him who went through a change, but himself. As he grew up, Valerian became a legend in his own sense. The people sang of a boy, who could not speak, they shed tears for a boy, who could not grieve. He came from nowhere yet he was known everywhere. Would you like to know this legend? A story where a curse can become a blessing? A story of sacrifice, betrayal, determination, and secrets.

THE_WORDSMITH · แฟนตาซี
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409 Chs

Extraction.

After Trin told Valerian to go ahead and the young man came to stand in front of Wakar. The commander of the Lunakes revealed slight fear in his gaze. The young man in front of him was simple from any angle. Killing thirty people and capturing a leader in a blink and even when he was killing them. 

Valerian looked at the commander and without saying anything, he condensed a blob of water above Wakar's head. Then he said, "This blob of water will release a drop every five seconds. The drop of water will fall on the center of your brows. The interval will shorten every ten minutes and gradually you will feel like this drop of water is a hammer. The constant shockwaves will make your brain turn to mush from the inside." 

The seven chiefs and Trin were surprised when they heard this. Valerian walked around the chair and using a wood spell tied Wakar's head in a fixed position where the drop of water would certainly fall on the same point.