2025-11-21 01:08:23Questions...?
Kael frowned, having a thought, 'First thing first, I don't know who this man is, although he had just introduced himself as the Principal of an odd named School, so, I must remain cautious...' Cedric as well, stared at Kael, having his own thoughts, 'This boy is someone who knows what to do, and when to ask some questions. From my view on him, he actually isn't a silly one... Hmm, he definitely would be placing on some suspicious hints on me.' Kael's thoughts resurfaced, keeping the entire space between them, quiet, 'Secondly, I must be careful with the Questions I ask. Some questions can be used to evaluate someone's thinking..., To bring out the truth in their hearts and at the same time, understand what is going on in their head., So, if I must ask some questions, it should be the one straight to the answers....' Kael finally asked out, "What does it mean to have Dragon Blood? Isn't it the same as Pure Blood?.. or whatsoever Blood it's called... Also, Why are you willing to help me, and what's your stake in this situation? Especially as a Principal...." Cedric arranged his glasses, settling down to fully take in the calm soothing speed of the train. After which, he answered, just placing a cigarette into his mouth, "I don't want to answer all about Dragon Blood.." 'This Man is somehow cautious, truly, he tells me about Dragon Blood, then suddenly, he doesn't want to answer it all'. "Why?" Kael asked out, after a jumble of thoughts. "Well, I don't want to," Cedric said, bringing out a lighter, "But, I'll give you an answer to the second question... 'Why I am willing to help you and my stake in this situation, especially as the Principal..." Click. The lighter's flame burnt the end of the cigarette, and Kael watched Cedric's brow slowly furrow. It would seem he evaluated all the answers he was about to say, to prevent any mishaps. "I want to help you," He finally spoke up, "... All because you're someone extremely special, and the stakes this place me in, is actually not your concern.. I want to make you the greatest Slayer..." "But, I don't have any trace of Pure Blood in me, right?" "Exactly Kael Von. You don't, you have something more powerful than that, making you extremely one of a kind," Cedric said, words which sounded extremely familiar. "And," He continued, ".... Something to know, is that.... What makes you different, makes others fearful of you. People are afraid of what they don't understand, or rather still... What they fail to understand." Kael's lips parted, but no words escaped. Instead, he only answered with a 'Hmm, I see', before noticing something different. The speed of the train. "Hey, Hey," He called to the un-bothered man, who turned to look at him, "Yes, Kael—?" "We're going faster?" The question he asked made Cedric reply, "We would soon arrive at the academy..." "THEN WHY THE SPEED?," A trail of nervous sweat rolled down Kael's face, and he instantly reached for anything he could grab onto. Cedric, however, remained calm. "Eclipsera is a place of... Let's say, Magic..." Kael held tight as the speed increased more than ever before. He couldn't see how clear reality started to become with such a high speed. Cedric continued, "The train is breaking through the barrier to get to Eclipsera Academy, that's why we experience this spee—..." Kael squeezed his eyes shut, not quite hearing those words, when a memory flashed...; A dandelion, a field of dandelions. A young lady with blonde hair and pointed ears, sitting beside the same old man he had seen in the previous field. The lady, turned her face slightly, she asked, with a calm voice similar to the murmurs of the lake, "Are you truly going to go against the Corruption? Sealing the Abyssal isn't an easy feat." He answered the woman, "I can try. It would affect the balance if I don't..." The woman again said, "I am a warrior, but I know this war isn't for me. I can only fight against the underlings, because of course, You are more than a god, powerful enough to defeat the darkness.." He again heard himself say, "Thank you for staying with me till this day..." Just as the woman turned to face him, the memory turned Hazy... Kael's eyes snapped open, "Who is she?," He questioned, before seeing Cedric staring at him, "Are you okay?" He asked, concern in his eyes, and voice. "Yes," Kael replied, but at the back of his mind, 'Who is She?... I have.... I don't have a clear reason to the attachment I might have had for her... So, I won't be able to know... And why do those memories seem to come to me? It isn't among mine.... It doesn't belong to me... Or does it?..' Cedric stood up, breaking his thoughts, as he looked up at the man whose cigarette was already half burnt, then asked, "Are we here yet?" Cedric nodded, walking towards the door which slowly opened, and Kael stood up to walk towards his side, before his eyes went wide with shock. "Where are we?.." he asked, then, took a step forward, ".... Are we in the City, or what?" "Actually, no," Cedric answered, with a slight smile, which belied his calm demeanor, "We are in a place far from the City , unseen by the ordinary human eyes... "Allow me to Welcome you, Kael Von, to Eclipsera."
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The hallway was silent, lit only by the flickering blue pulse of the lamps mounted high on the stone walls. Kael waited, his heart thumping a frantic rhythm against his ribs, until he heard the soft, rhythmic squeak of the night nurse’s cart fading around the corner.Now.He slid out of the bed, his bare feet hitting the cold linoleum floor with a faint slap. A sharp jolt of pain shot through his shoulder—a reminder of the crushing weight of foolishly sliding down a downslope filled with rocks—but he gritted his teeth and pushed through it. He didn't grab his hospital robe; he just moved in his thin tunic, sticking to the shadows like a smudge of ink. He felt like a stranger in his own body, his movements heavy and uncoordinated.Why does the air feel so heavy? he wondered, his internal monologue racing. It’s like the oxygen is thick with dust. Or maybe it’s just me. Maybe the dragon inside is finally starting to suffocate in this cage.He reached the heavy glass doors leading to the
The Bitter Taste Of Recovery
The morning air in the recovery wing was cold, carrying the sharp scent of pine and floor wax. Kael lay on his back, staring at a small crack in the ceiling tiles. Every time he breathed deeply, he could feel the ghost of the fire that had erupted in the forest—a tight, searing pressure in the center of his chest that refused to fade.A tray of breakfast sat on the rolling table beside him. The oatmeal was cold and gummy, and the orange juice had a metallic tang that set his teeth on edge. He pushed the tray away with a frustrated sigh."Eat it," Ash’s voice drifted from the corner.The boy was sitting on the windowsill, kicking his legs back and forth. He had a fresh lollipop—green apple this time—tucked into the corner of his mouth. "You need the fuel, Kael. Dragons don't live on air and good intentions, even if you’ve forgotten how to be one.""I don't feel like a dragon," Kael muttered, sat up slowly. The room spun for a second before steadying. "I feel like a bruised peach. My sk
Calm Disturbances
Kael was still propped up against the hospital pillows, watching the sun dip lower through the window. The room was quiet until the shadows near the armchair stretched and warped. Ash stepped out, his small hand still pressed against his shoulder where the sweater was torn."Cedric’s moving," Ash said, skipping the greeting. He popped his lollipop back in his mouth. "Three months. He’s planning a raid on the Zenka River. He wants to kill the Water Dragon before she fully wakes up. He’s putting Kei in charge of the vanguard."Kael’s grip tightened on the bedsheets. "A raid? On a sanctuary?""He doesn't care about sanctuary," Ash grunted, sitting on the edge of the bed. "He cares about the power inside that Temple. He almost caught me eavesdropping, too. The old man’s got a mean throw."Before Kael could respond, the heavy door to the room creaked open. Both of them turned, their faces instantly brightening.Eleanor stepped inside.She was as striking as ever, her long blonde hair casca
The Zenka Mendate
The air inside Principal Cedric’s office was stagnant, smelling of old paper and the sharp tang of expensive tobacco. Cedric sat behind his mahogany desk, his eyes locked on the scorched gold cylinder recovered from the forest.When Kei stepped in, Cedric didn't look up immediately. He reached up with his middle finger and adjusted his glasses, a sharp glint reflecting off the lenses."Sit, Kei," Cedric said. His voice was low, devoid of its usual administrative edge. "You look less like a corpse than you did a week ago. That’s an improvement.""I'm ready for duty, sir," Kei replied. He took the chair across from the desk, his back straight, his eyes never leaving the Principal’s face.Cedric leaned back, the leather chair creaking under his weight. He adjusted his glasses again. "Your stunt in the forest—the 100th Blessing. It was a mess, Kei. A successful mess, but a mess nonetheless. You nearly wiped out your entire squad along with that spider.""We got what you asked for," Kei sa
The scars we heal from
The high-pitched hum of the Health Center's stabilizers had finally been replaced by the natural sounds of Eclipsera Academy—the distant chime of the clock tower, the rustle of wind through the ancient oaks, and the muffled chatter of students in the courtyard.It had taken weeks, not days, for the "Troga Survivors" to truly return to the world of the living.Dash was the first to be officially discharged, though he was far from who he used to be. The Academy’s engineers had fitted him with a temporary prosthetic—a sleek, matte-black arm made of reinforced polymers that responded to his neural impulses. It felt heavy and cold, a constant reminder of the Shadow Monster that had actually cut through his flesh. He spent his afternoons in the firing range, relearning the balance of his pistol with a hand that didn't feel like his own. Every "click" of the trigger was a step toward reclaiming his pride.... Or tossing it aside Cynthia followed shortly after. The fractures in bones had heal
Remember who you are
Kael shifted on the hospital bed, the crisp white sheets rustling under his weight. The room felt too quiet now that Ash had dropped his playful act. The late afternoon sun was beginning to dip, casting a long, orange glow across the floor that reminded Kael far too much of the fire that had leveled the Troga Forest."The scroll," Kael began, his voice barely a murmur. "Principal Cedric has it now. He thinks it’s a map to a monster."Ash moved the lollipop to the side of his cheek, his small face tightening. "It is a map. But not to a monster. It leads to the River of Zenka. You remember Zenka, don't you? Even with those holes in your head?"Kael shook his head slowly. "The name sounds like a bell ringing in a far-off room. I can’t grab it.""It’s an old island," Ash explained, pacing the small space between the bed and the window. "It sits right beside an old mountain that used to be my sanctuary. Back when my wings could actually block out the sun. But the river that flows beside it
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