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THE TRADER'S HIDDEN INTENTION
The forest was silent again after the battle, but the trader did not feel the silence — he carried it with him. Every step he took was heavy, and every breath he released seemed to cool the air around him. His clothes were torn from Darren’s magical blasts, and traces of burned fabric still clung to his sleeves. Despite this, there was a small, crooked smile on his face — the smile of someone who had already gotten what he wanted.Clutched firmly in his hand was the glowing sword he had stolen from Darren.The yellow glow shimmered like a captured sun trapped within steel. He admired it for a moment, running his thumb along the cold surface. “A boy like you,” he murmured, as if speaking to the sword, “should never have held this kind of power.”The trader walked deeper into the forest until he reached a hidden wooden shed, old and covered with moss, nearly invisible unless someone already knew it was there. He pushed the door open, and the wooden hinges creaked. Inside, it was dim — s
THE TRADER'S RETURN
The forest was silent except for the faint rustle of leaves stirred by the night wind. The trader—his real name still unknown to everyone—walked through the narrow path with calm, steady steps. He carried Darren’s glowing sword in his left hand, the blade wrapped in a dark cloth to stop its light from drawing attention. Yet even with the cloth, a faint pulse of yellow radiated through the fabric, leaking like contained fire.He smirked to himself.“This boy,” he muttered. “So foolish. So untrained. And yet… this sword chose him.”He stopped beneath a tall tree, placing his palm against its rough bark. A dark symbol appeared briefly—something carved there long ago, the mark of his secret dealings. As the symbol glowed, a hidden wooden door silently opened at the foot of the tree, revealing a small underground room.He stepped inside.It was dim and damp, lit only by a single lantern hanging from the ceiling. This was the trader’s hideout—nothing luxurious, but everything inside had pur
THE QUIET STORM RISING
The morning sun crept slowly over the horizon, casting pale streaks of gold across the distant ocean where Darren had washed up. The waves were calm now, no longer raging or tossing his unconscious body from one current to another. Instead, they rose and fell gently, as if trying to soothe the bruised and battered figure lying on the sand. Darren’s breathing was shallow, his body still aching deeply from the fierce battle he had fought the previous night. Though his eyelids were closed, his face carried the marks of exhaustion, fear, and defeat. His clothes were torn, drenched, and stained with traces of river mud and seawater. Even in his unconscious state, small twitches in his fingers showed that his body had not fully recovered from the magical energy he had forced himself to unleash in desperation.Around him, the early morning breeze rustled through the palm leaves and the scattered shrubs dotting the shoreline. The silence was calming, broken only by distant calls of seabirds c
THE MYSTERIOUS GIRL BY THE SHORE
The morning sun stretched slowly across the horizon, casting a pale golden light over the distant shoreline where Darren lay unmoving. The waves rolled in and out around him, nudging his body gently as though trying to wake him. The sky above him was a faded blue, still recovering from the darkness of dawn, and the tide had already left small trails of foam near his arms and legs. Darren’s breathing was shallow, almost undetectable, and his skin was still damp from the long journey the river and ocean had forced him through.For several minutes, the shore remained quiet, disturbed only by the soft rhythm of the waves. Then, faint footsteps began approaching from the left side of the beach—slow, careful steps, almost hesitant. The footsteps belonged to a young girl, no older than Darren, who had come to the beach early that morning to gather shells near the rocks. She wore a long, faded blue dress that fluttered lightly in the sea breeze, and her long hair was tied behind her back in a
THE SHORE OF SILENCE
Darren lay motionless on the lonely stretch of sand where the ocean had pushed him onto the shore. His body was half-buried under the cold, wet layer of sand washed over him by the last high tide. Waves rolled in and out gently, as if they were trying to nudge him awake. The morning sun was just beginning to rise, sending thin rays of pale gold across the sky. The wind was cool, brushing over his soaked clothes and leaving him shivering even in his unconscious state. The wide shore was quiet, with only the whispers of the wind and the cries of distant seabirds echoing across the open space.His lips were pale, his face drained of all color except for faint bruises marking his jaw and cheek from the beating he had suffered. His hands were limp by his sides, fingers twitching slightly whenever a wave touched them. He had no sword, no strength, and no idea where he was. The river had dragged him mercilessly, the ocean had tossed him around like a lost leaf, and the shore had finally clai
THE SEARCH CONTINUES
The afternoon sun cast a warm glow across the compound as Darren stepped outside quietly, stretching his muscles after hours of deliberate practice and mental preparation. His body still felt heavy from the previous night’s encounter, but he could sense that his strength was slowly returning. The soreness in his arms and legs had dulled slightly, and although the bruises were still present, they no longer throbbed as sharply as before. His breathing was steady, and a calm determination settled within him.The forest, with its rustling leaves and distant bird calls, felt different today—not in a frightening way, but in a way that reminded him of responsibility. It was silent in a deeper sense, as though the trees themselves were aware of what he had faced and were watching him quietly. Darren took slow steps across the compound, allowing the familiar surroundings to ground him. The smell of the earth, the warmth of the air, and the steady rhythm of nature soothed his mind.Inside the h
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