2025-11-21 01:07:35"Eclipsera? What are you talking about? Who are you? Why are you here? What was that creature which just attacked me... What... What is going on?.."
The man jumped down, closing the distance, after hearing a multiple question, "Kael—" "How do you know my name?" Kael's voice sharpened. Every part of him was alert. He wasn't about to trust this man, especially not after what just happened. "First, you must know— I'm not here to harm you." The man stretched out a hand. "Even if I tried... I wouldn't be able to." Kael's eyes scanned him warily before he reluctantly accepted the hand and stood, "Who are you?" "Cedric. Principal of Eclipsera Academy. A place devoted to training future Dragonslayers—" "Wait. Dragonslayers?" Cedric nodded, "Yes. Individuals with Pure Blood who've awakened the Blessings—" "What are you even saying?" Kael raised a hand, his expression clear, in disbelief. "During the incident this afternoon, you held a dying man, didn't you?" Kael nodded slowly. "He isn't human entirely, He carries ancient blood. Traces linked to the First Dragon. He serves the Primordial—" "Nope." Kael turned toward the door. It was still locked. He marched back. "Can you just break the door down so I can leave and pretend none of this ever happened?" Cedric frowned, "Even if you walk out, they won't leave you alone." "They?" Kael rubbed his temples. "Why can't I just live a normal life in my cramped apartment? I would soon get a scholarship, and not.... Whatever this is?" Cedric stepped forward and placed a hand on his shoulder, "I know this feels impossible. But it's as real as the air you breathe." Kael exhaled, "So what else is true? Because nothing makes sense—" "You're not just a Pure Blood," Cedric's tone shifted into something which sounded more serious than the previous, "You have Dragon Blood.* Kael blinked, "Great. What next? I am a dragon?," He scoffed and stepped aside, "Seriously—just open the damn door." Without another word, Cedric turned, and with one punch, shattered the entire doorway. Kael stared, stunned. "I was only kidding when I said 'break it down'..." Cedric looked over his shoulder, "We'll talk more... on the train." ****** During night hours, the subway wasn't as crowded as it had been in the morning. Actually, today, now... it seemed sort of... "Empty?" Kael mumbled, glancing around. Not a single soul in sight, not even the Hobo who always sit by the stairwell. "Yes," Cedric replied, stepping forward. "This time, I already alerted the school about a new student coming in, so I had them shut down this particular station..." He brought out a sleek black card and held it out toward the railway. "You know," Kael began, "I still don't understand anything that's going on—" A distant screech of train wheels and the sharp blow of a horn cut him off. Already bracing to see some kind of fog-covered ghost train or skeletal vessel, Kael stared... but what pulled in front of them was just a regular bullet train. "So... we're riding with speed, not style—?" But the words stalled as he caught a glimpse of the inside. Cedric walked past him, "Are you going to stand there gawking, or actually get on?" "THE INTERIOR IS SIMILAR TO EVERY OTHER TRAIN!" Kael exclaimed at the sight of the rows of standard blue seats. "Yes. What were you expecting? A fancy dinner table?" Kael gave a small nod. "Something like that..." The door shut behind them, and once seated opposite each other, the train started to move. Next stop — Eclipsera Academy. Kael took out his phone. "No bars?" he muttered, lifting it to the ceiling. "How am I supposed to Call Mom and Luke—" "Kael," Cedric said suddenly. "Yeah?" "What caused the Corruption to attack you earlier?" Kael looked up. "I don't know." Cedric's tone immediately turned serious, like he had just remembered something important, well, he did, "Kael, As you head to the Academy, no one must know... that you have Dragon Blood." Kael blinked, "Huh? Why? Also—why is there no network down here?" Cedric remained on the main topic, "You must know that the Academy trains only those with Pure Blood, and that would mean you're an exception..." "In the sense that I'm Lower?," Kael questioned, paying attention to these words. "No, you're Higher, but not welcomed," Cedric instantly spoke up before he would get interrupted with lots of questions, "You are someone who shouldn't be in the Academy—" "But, you invited me... Or is it a trap?" His alertness heightened. Deep in his thoughts, 'But, actually, wait a moment, who follows a stranger who speaks 'not-normal' words? Jeez! I didn't think this through, what if he's someone not to be trusted, some of his words had just highlighted... Wait, I accepted the invitation to another Academy, what would happen to my previous.... I didn't think this true—" Cedric clasped his hands together and gave Kael a serious glance, which caused every thought to be leveled down, "I am the Principal, I am also the one who knows what to differentiate between good and evil when I see someone with your ability. First thing you must know, I don't directly escort a student to the Academy, except is for an Emergency summons. Secondly, I am rarely seen around because of my Blessing of Death, and Thirdly, I did choose you because you aren't supposed to waste in the dark, and found what you can actually do when in the Abyss, so don't cloud my judgment..." Kael instantly nodded. The Man, wasn't pleased with a thought of getting abducted. "So," Cedric crossed his legs, "Ask your question."
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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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