Chapter 6

In the Continent of Pangea, even before the founding of the Kingdoms, there are some Legends that are whispered and passed down among the local villagers and one of them is a fabled cave, that is said to hold untold treasures and secrets of the ancient past. Many had searched for it, but none had returned to tell the tale. It remained a mystery, a myth that tantalized the imagination of all who heard it.

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Deep within the heart of a forbidden forest of Mistwood, shrouded in thick foliage and towering trees, lay the entrance to a mythical cave and right in front of that very cave, a young man is standing.

"Is it safe for me to enter" 

The cave loomed before him, a gaping mouth of darkness that seemed to swallow the very essence of light. The air was thick with a musty scent, and a chill ran down his spine as he hesitated at the entrance.

"Fuck it! It's not like I can leave this place now! "

His heart hammered in his chest, a relentless drumbeat of fear and uncertainty but at the same time, he knew that he couldn't back down or leave.

"It's do or die!"

He glanced back over his shoulder, the forest stretching out behind him but he knew that it was more dangerous out there if he backed down.

Another reason is that another part of him—a part buried deep within his soul—yearned for adventure, for the thrill of the unknown, so he stepped forward. 

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As he goes deeper into the cave, the darkness seems to swallow him whole, the air also grows cooler and the only sound he can hear is the echo of his footsteps and droplets of water against the stone floor.

"How I am going to continue when it's this dark!?" Feeling frustrated and helpless his steps slowed down. 

Suddenly, he felt a strange sensation wash over him—a tingling warmth that seemed to emanate from deep within his chest. Confused, he stopped in his tracks, his eyes widening as he realized that the darkness around him was slowly beginning to recede.

"Is this some kind of magic? a function of the cave?!"

"It's cool"

He thought that it was the work of something else but what he didn't know was that his eyes were glowing with a golden hue. 

At first, he was filled with a sense of wonder and awe, marveling at the strange phenomenon unfolding before him. But as he continued to gaze into the cave's depths, he began to sense something stirring in the darkness—an ancient and powerful presence that seemed to call out to him from the shadows.

"What is that powerful and intimidating presence?" 

"It's more of that Black Tiger!, No!, it's not even a comparison" 

And then, as if guided by some unseen force, he took a hesitant step forward, his glowing eyes leading the way.

As he continued towards the end of the Cave, he saw the walls that were adorned with intricate carvings and murals, depicting scenes of wars and legendary creatures that are long forgotten. Each image seemed to pulse with life, telling a story that spanned centuries.

As Jade gazed in awe at the wonders before him, a sense of reverence washed over him.

But he didn't have much time to be in awe and appreciate the murals because, at the very end of the cave, he saw it...

"What the f*ck !" 

It's a massive creature coiled around a hoard of treasure that glittered and gleamed in the dim light. Its eyes, like smoldering embers, fixed upon him with a gaze that seemed to pierce straight through to his very soul.

"At long last you arrived here"

For a moment, he stood frozen in place, unable to tear his eyes away from the creature before him. 

His palms grew slick with sweat, his pulse thundering in his ears.

It's a Dragon!