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What Happened?
Author: Cindy Chen
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The announcer’s voice boomed over the arena, cutting through the jeers and laughter. “Calen Storm, you have one minute remaining to reach the finish line. If you fail to do so, you will be disqualified.”

Calen’s breath hitched as the words sank in. He glanced at the finish line—still an agonizing distance away. His legs trembled under the strain of the unnaturally heavy burden strapped to his body. This isn’t normal. This weight... it’s not the same as the others’. But there was no time to question it further. With no evidence, all he could do was endure.

The crowd erupted again, their laughter sharper and more relentless.

“Storm’s finished!” Evan shouted, standing from his seat and pointing mockingly. “We might as well call it now. He’s not even going to make it!”

Cedric chimed in, smirking, “This is almost painful to watch. He can’t even lift his feet properly. Maybe he should crawl—it’d be faster!”

Another voice from the crowd yelled, “Give it up, Calen! You’re not the chosen one;
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  • The Final Battle

    Calen Storm lifted his head at once when he heard what Lord Kael declared. His jaw tightened, his eyes narrowed into a sharp glare, and with deliberate movements he rose to his full height. He positioned himself directly in front of Elara Wynn and Avenya, his body serving as a shield between them and the advancing threat. His grip tightened around the hilt of the sword he now wielded, a weapon he had taken from the museum within Vynoria’s palace.It was not his own legendary blade, but rather an ordinary sword, though beautifully engraved with intricate patterns that glimmered faintly in the dim light of the sacred river chamber. Even without his former weapon, his determination radiated with equal brilliance.“I will never allow you to carry out your twisted desire to kill my daughter,” Calen declared in a voice filled with both wrath and unyielding resolve. “That will only ever happen in your dreams. Because here and now, I will end you first!”Without hesitation, Calen lunged forwa

  • The Awakening of Avenya

    “I cannot bear to lose you, Elara Wynn. I am your husband, and the father of Avenya. It should be me who protects and shields you both, not the other way around.”Calen Storm’s voice trembled with anguish as he gazed upon his wife. His eyes shone with a sorrow deeper than words could express, heavy with the realization of just how much she had sacrificed for the sake of their daughter. His heart clenched painfully, torn between gratitude and despair, between love and helplessness.Then, as though the heavens themselves had heard their cries, a subtle yet miraculous change began to manifest within Avenya’s body.At first it was faint—a flicker, a shift barely noticeable. But slowly, steadily, the shattered fragments of her aura that had once spiraled chaotically within her began to draw back together. What had moments ago looked like a body on the brink of collapse, wracked by seizures and burning with unbearable fever, now began to stabilize. The violent trembling that threatened to t

  • The Sacrifice of Elara Wynn

    Although his heart was overwhelmed with panic and fear, Calen Storm continued to strike back with ruthless ferocity. Every swing of his blade and every surge of his holy energy tore through the dark forces before him. He spared no one, cutting down the enemy soldiers with relentless brutality as he unleashed the entirety of his strength upon them.At last, through sheer determination and force, Calen Storm managed to break through the dark fortress that the Dark Elf Army had erected. With the support of the allied kingdoms’ soldiers who fought alongside him, the tide of the battle shifted. One by one, the Dark Elves fell beneath their combined might, until their lines collapsed entirely.“We did it… we have finally won….”The triumphant cries of soldiers from Vynoria and the allied kingdoms erupted across the battlefield. Warriors shouted in joy, their exhausted voices carrying the weight of relief and hard-won victory. Kings and leaders who had stood shoulder to shoulder with Calen S

  • The Collapse of Hope

    Meanwhile, across the battlefield, Calen Storm pressed forward with unyielding determination. Every step he took was heavy with purpose, even as his body bore fresh wounds inflicted by the relentless strikes of the Dark Elf Army. Cuts and burns marred his flesh, his breath grew uneven, yet he refused to falter. Pain meant nothing compared to the peril that loomed before his people.“Whatever happens, I must defeat them all,” he swore to himself, his voice low yet firm, echoing amidst the chaos. “If not, they will seize the palace of Vynoria, or worse, bring ruin upon every nation of this world!”The thought alone hardened his resolve. His kingdom, his people, and the fragile balance of the continent depended on him standing his ground. He had no luxury of retreat, no time to shield himself. Elara Wynn had already withdrawn from the battlefield to protect their daughter, Avenya, leaving him to shoulder the brunt of the conflict. He could not fail

  • War of Two Worlds

    The battle outside the walls of the Vynoria Palace grew ever more chaotic, though at last reinforcements arrived from other kingdoms. News of the assault upon the Vynoria Palace had quickly spread, and troops from the Kingdom of Drakhtarion, from Eryndall, and allied forces soon joined the warriors of Vynoria, launching a counterattack against the Dark Elf army. They fought savagely, each side burning with ambition to slay the other with every shred of strength they possessed.“You must not falter, Calen Storm! We are all behind you, you cannot lose this war!”Tharstan shouted from the rear, as he saw Calen Storm take several blows from the enemy. He tried to encourage him, for Calen Storm was now the commander of all the forces gathered there. Soldiers of Drakhtarion, Eryndall, and the allied armies stood united under his direction to fight against the Dark Elves.“Of course, Grandfather!”The battle raged on, yet as time passed,

  • Night Attack

    After making sure that Avenya was safe inside the sacred chamber, everyone decided to return to their own kingdoms. Earlier, Calen Storm and Elara Wynn had offered a feast for them, but they declined, since they needed to guard their realms.At last, everyone departed from that place, except for Tharstan. Tharstan and the Drakhtarion soldiers remained by the banks of the Sacred River, accompanying Calen Storm, Elara Wynn, and the Vynoria soldiers.“This must be a very heavy decision for you, but believe me, all of this will soon come to an end. I am truly certain that things will improve in the near future, even though there are obstacles we must overcome first. You are strong and remarkable people, you will surely endure all of this together. And I will always be by your side to help you.”Tharstan patted Calen Storm’s shoulder, giving encouragement to his grandson and to Elara Wynn. In truth, he also did not wish to separate Avenya from her parents, but this decision was the best fo

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