《Supreme Tamer: The Rise of Beasts》 The Beginning of the Journey: The Lesson Every Tamer Needs The grand gate of Valmere Academy stood before him, imposing like a fortress. Students in neatly arranged uniforms entered in groups, eager for the start of the new academic year. Ethan walked among them, gripping the strap of his backpack firmly. Despite his calm appearance, his mind was buzzing with expectations. He was not an ordinary student. Since birth, he had carried the memories of a past life. This knowledge made him see the world differently, but at the same time, it isolated him from his peers. As he passed through the gates, Ethan took in the vast campus. Valmere Academy was one of the most respected institutions for beast tamers. Its curriculum covered everything from combat to research, attracting young talents from all over the continent. As someone interested in both theory and practice, this was the perfect environment for him. Walking through the main corridor, he found his classroom and took a seat by the window. The chatter of students grew louder as more classmates arrived. Some excitedly discussed the beasts they had acquired, while others speculated about the challenges they would face that year. Shortly after, the teacher entered the room¡ªa tall man with graying hair and a piercing gaze. His presence immediately silenced the class. ¡ª Good morning, class. I am Professor Alden. Before we begin our regular lessons, let''s review the basic knowledge of this world. It may be elementary for some, but a refresher never hurts. He walked to the board and wrote two large words: Beasts and Tamers. You could be reading stolen content. Head to the original site for the genuine story. ¡ª Our world is governed by the relationship between beasts and tamers. Each beast belongs to one of the twelve elemental types: Fire, Water, Earth, Plant, Ice, Air, Metal, Fight, Poison, Thunder, Light, and Shadow. They have unique traits, strengths, and weaknesses compared to one another. The professor turned to the class and pointed at a student. ¡ª You, give me an example of elemental interaction. The boy hesitated for a moment before answering: ¡ª Hm¡­ Water has an advantage over Fire? Alden nodded. ¡ª Correct. But remember: an elemental advantage does not guarantee victory. Factors like training, strategy, and compatibility with the tamer influence the outcome of a battle. Now, about tamers¡­ He drew a pyramid on the board. ¡ª Tamers are divided into three main specializations: Attack, Support, and Strategic. Attack-focused tamers emphasize raw power, Support tamers assist in battle with buffs and healing, and Strategic tamers use tactics to turn the tide of a fight. Additionally, there is a fourth, less common category: Researchers. Ethan smiled slightly. This was his area of interest. ¡ª Researchers study the origin and evolution of beasts, as well as their behavior. Many work for the Guild of Researchers, developing new methods to strengthen beasts and enhance their abilities. The professor paused and looked at the students. ¡ª Any questions so far? A student raised his hand. ¡ª Professor, what about evolution? Can all beasts evolve? Alden crossed his arms. ¡ª Good question. The answer is yes, but the methods vary. Some evolve after reaching a certain level of experience, while others require special catalysts, such as rare minerals, specific fruits, or unique environmental conditions. A successful evolution can completely transform a beast''s potential, elevating it to a higher level. The students murmured among themselves, excited. For many, that was the ultimate goal¡ªto strengthen their beasts to the limit. Ethan leaned back in his chair, deep in thought. He already knew all this information, yet something inside him told him there were more secrets to uncover. His true goal was not just to become strong. He wanted to understand this world in its entirety, to unravel the mysteries no one dared to question. And this journey was only beginning Chapter 2 – The First Beast The courtyard of Valmere Academy was bustling. Hundreds of first-year students walked toward the Bonding Sanctuary, a sacred space within the school where new tamers would form a contract with their first beasts. Ethan strolled calmly among them, the strap of his backpack firmly fastened on his shoulder. Unlike most, he felt no anxiety or hesitation. He already had his beast. The Ancestral Forest Deer. However, his peers did not know this. As they approached the sanctuary, the atmosphere became more solemn. The place was a circular stone temple, with tall pillars covered in ancient inscriptions. In the center, a crystal-clear pond reflected the sunlight, and around it, several reinforced cages held beasts of various species and categories. A tall, stern-faced teacher approached the group. ¡ª Welcome to the most important moment of your lives as tamers, young ones. My name is Master Varian, and today you will form a contract with your first beast. The students held their breath. For many, this was the real beginning of their journey. ¡ª As you know, the academy offers Common and Rare beasts. Those who wish may bring their own beasts, provided they have been approved by the school. Now, form lines. If you encounter this narrative on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. Ethan stepped aside a little, watching his peers hesitantly walk toward the cages. Some chose robust and aggressive beasts, while others scrutinized carefully before deciding. ¡ª What are you going to choose? ¡ª asked a boy beside him, noticing that Ethan was not advancing. He had silver hair and sharp eyes, carrying an air of confidence. By his posture, he was not an ordinary student. ¡ª I already have my beast. The boy raised an eyebrow. ¡ª Really? Which one? Before Ethan could answer, a loud roar echoed through the sanctuary. All the students turned in the direction of the sound. Inside a reinforced cage, a wolf with black fur and red eyes struggled against the bars, emitting fierce waves of energy. ¡ª A Dark Wolf? ¡ª someone whispered in the crowd. A creature of the Dark type, known for its speed and stealth in combat. A tamer was approaching the cage with a determined look. The boy beside Ethan smiled. ¡ª Looks like someone wants to impress. Ethan maintained his calm expression. His beast was not as intimidating as a Dark Wolf¡­ at least, not yet. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps approached, and a teacher looked at him. ¡ª Ethan Valtieri? He nodded. ¡ª Your beast has been approved. You may form the contract. The eyes of the surrounding students turned to him. Ethan approached a reserved space in the sanctuary, where a single beast was waiting. A deer. At first, it appeared to be a peaceful creature. Its fur was a shade of mossy green, and small golden patterns shone faintly on its skin. Its antlers, though still growing, already displayed a subtle glow of natural energy. Whispers spread among the students. ¡ª A deer? ¡ª Isn¡¯t that just a support beast? ¡ª Did he really choose that thing? Ethan ignored the comments and knelt before the deer. He extended his hand, feeling the pulsating energy of the creature. His eyes met those of the animal, and in an instant, a bond was formed. The contract mark shone on his hand. The Ancestral Forest Deer lifted its head, and for the first time, the murmurs ceased. They still didn¡¯t know. They still didn¡¯t understand the true potential of this creature. But Ethan did. And soon, everyone else would too. Chapter 3 – The First Challenge The morning sun had barely reached the top of the sky when the first-year students were led to the Training Field of Valmere Academy. It was a vast open area, surrounded by tall trees and observation platforms for the instructors. Today would be the first day of practical training. Ethan remained silent while the students around him murmured among themselves. Many were excited to test their newly acquired beasts, while others were still analyzing their choices. The Dark Wolf and some fierce beasts drew attention, but all eyes kept returning to him. For the boy with a deer. Master Varian positioned himself in front of the students and folded his arms. ¡°Today, we are going to evaluate your initial skills as tamers. The training will be simple: a simulated battle. Each student will face a randomly assigned opponent.¡± The anticipation grew within the group. A fight on the very first day? ¡°You are not here just to study. Valmere Academy trains tamers who are prepared for the challenges of the real world. Use this opportunity to get to know your beasts better and refine your strategies.¡± The instructors began organizing the matchups, calling two students at a time to the center of the field. The first duel was between a Flaming Lion and a Venomous Serpent. The clash was swift, with the lion winning by encircling the serpent in flames and forcing it to retreat. Other battles followed, each demonstrating the beasts¡¯ strengths and weaknesses. Some fights were evenly matched, while others ended quickly. Then, Ethan¡¯s name was called. You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story. ¡°Ethan Valtieri versus Damian Rael.¡± He looked up and saw his adversary walking to the center of the field. Damian was the same silver-haired boy who had spoken to him in the sanctuary. His sharp gaze exuded confidence. ¡°So, finally I¡¯ll see what that deer of yours can do,¡± said Damian, a challenging smile forming on his lips. Beside him, a Thunder Eagle spread its wings, letting out a piercing cry. Its bluish plumage shimmered with electricity, and sparks danced around it. The crowd reacted immediately. ¡°A Thunder-type beast!¡± ¡°That¡¯s not fair! The deer doesn¡¯t stand a chance against such speed!¡± Ethan did not respond to the taunts. He simply stepped forward and touched the Ancient Forest Deer, feeling the natural energy pulsating through its body. Master Varian raised his hand. ¡°Begin!¡± The Thunder Eagle dashed across the sky, moving in a swift arc before diving at high speed. Lightning tinkled on its feathers as it prepared to strike. But Ethan was already ready. ¡°Growing Roots!¡± The deer struck the ground with its hoof, and at that very moment, thick roots erupted from the earth, rising like living spears. The Thunder Eagle dodged at the last second, but the sudden movement destabilized its flight, causing its trajectory to become erratic. Damian¡¯s eyes widened. ¡°Terrain control skill?!¡± Ethan remained calm. ¡°Forest Winds!¡± A breeze swirled around the deer, scattering luminous leaves across the field. Each bright leaf carried particles of natural energy, forming a defensive barrier. The Thunder Eagle attacked again, but as soon as it entered the area of the glowing leaves, its movement slowed. ¡°What¡­?¡± ¡°It¡¯s an energy dissipation technique,¡± murmured one of the instructors. ¡°The particles in the air absorb some of the eagle¡¯s electricity, reducing its speed and attack power.¡± Damian clenched his fists. ¡°Not bad¡­ But let¡¯s see if your deer can keep up with this!¡± He snapped his fingers. ¡°Thundering Dive!¡± The Thunder Eagle soared high into the sky before plummeting in a burst of pure electricity, slicing through the air with explosive force. Ethan smiled for the first time. ¡°Verdant Cascade!¡± The deer lifted its head, and green light emerged from its body, expanding into a vibrant aura. At the moment of impact, the electricity was dissipated in a wave of natural energy, and the eagle was repelled by the shock of elemental resistance. The field fell silent. The Thunder Eagle crashed to the ground, dazed. Damian stepped back. ¡°How¡­?¡± Master Varian observed the scene for a moment before raising his hand. ¡°Winner: Ethan Valtieri.¡± The silence was broken by murmurs. ¡°He won?!¡± ¡°That deer¡­ is not ordinary.¡± Ethan walked up to his partner and placed his hand on its head. The Ancient Forest Deer was no ordinary beast. And, in time, everyone would come to realize that. Chapter 4 – The Freshman Challenge After the surprising performance on the training field, the atmosphere at Valmere Academy heated up. Rumors about Ethan and his enigmatic deer spread quickly through the corridors. Some students saw him as a natural talent; others, as a threat to keep an eye on. That very day, the administration announced a friendly tournament exclusively for freshmen. The idea was simple: to test the team spirit and strategies of each new tamer before the start of more intense training. For many, it was an opportunity to gain immediate recognition. For Ethan, beyond confirming his potential, the tournament represented a chance to deepen his bond with the Ancient Forest Deer. The main auditorium had been transformed into an improvised arena, with bleachers filled with students and teachers. Banners bearing the Academy¡¯s emblems adorned the walls, while vibrant music echoed through the space, lifting everyone''s energy. Ethan arrived alongside a few peers who had signed up to form his temporary team. By his side were Lara, a determined young woman with an agile fire fox, and Miguel, who commanded a small yet sturdy earth turtle. Together, they formed an unlikely trio, but their synergy had already begun to show during training. As the organizers announced the groups and the initial matchups, Ethan¡¯s name was called once again. This time, he was part of a mixed team, facing tamers from different faculties and battle styles. Stolen novel; please report. Ethan¡¯s team¡¯s first match was against a group known for their aggressiveness and conventional tactics. The duel was structured in short rounds, where each team had a chance to showcase strategies and adapt to each new situation. At the start of the round, the attacks were fast and fierce. The opposing side charged in with a Thunder-type beast, known for its speed and brute strength, while Ethan¡¯s team maintained a defensive stance. That was when Ethan, closely observing the enemy¡¯s movements, signaled to his teammates: ¡ª "Now, synergy!" With a quick command, Lara triggered her Twin Flame move, causing her fox to release two blasts of fire in opposite directions. At the same time, Miguel activated the Stone Shell ability, forming a momentary barrier with his turtle, protecting the group from a surprise attack. But the turning point came when Ethan stepped forward. With a calm voice, he commanded his deer: ¡ª "Rhythm of Nature!" Immediately, the Ancient Forest Deer reacted, causing roots and leaves to sprout around it, not only to protect but to create a terrain control field. This tactic disrupted the enemy¡¯s movements, trapping them in a tangle of natural growth. The opposing attacks were efficiently neutralized, and Ethan¡¯s team managed to push them back, winning the round with a strong lead. The audience erupted in enthusiastic applause, and the teachers spared no praise for the team¡¯s creativity and coordination. Master Varian, who had been closely following the tournament, gave Ethan a proud look, as if seeing in him not just a promising tamer, but a strategist in the making. As the group gathered to rest between battles, Ethan reflected on what had just happened. Each move, each command, was a piece of a greater puzzle he was still learning to solve. He knew that to truly stand out, it wouldn¡¯t be enough to have a talented beast; he needed to master the art of combat, the synergy between tamer and beast, and the ability to adapt strategies on the fly. And in that moment, among the contagious laughter of his teammates and the instructors¡¯ praise, Ethan understood that the path to becoming a master wouldn¡¯t be easy¡ªbut it would certainly be rewarding. Chapter 5 – Revelations and Secrets The day dawned with a veil of mist over the Valmere Academy campus. While the city slowly woke up, Ethan felt a mix of tranquility and unease. Despite his resounding triumph in the freshmen tournament, lingering questions remained, along with a sense that the world hid secrets far beyond battles and elemental abilities. After lunch, while his classmates dispersed for individual training, Ethan sought refuge in the academy''s library. The imposing stone building, with its colorful stained-glass windows and corridors stretching into a labyrinth of wisdom, had always been his favorite place. Today, however, something felt different. Among the shelves, the silence was almost palpable, and each book seemed to exude the weight of time. Ethan wandered the narrow aisles, running his fingers along the worn spines. In a rarely visited section, he found a leather-bound volume, aged and marked with inscriptions blending elemental symbols and traces of an ancient language. As he flipped through the yellowed pages, he found meticulous illustrations of beasts, evolution diagrams, and notes suggesting the existence of long-forgotten training methods. While reading, he discreetly jotted down thoughts in a worn notebook. Each paragraph awakened a sense that these literary relics could be the key to understanding not only the true potential of beasts but also the bond between them and their tamers. During his reading, Ethan noticed a passage that mentioned ¡°the natural synergy that transcends traditional training methods.¡± The words seemed to echo the commands he had used during the tournament: Rhythm of Nature and Verdant Cascade. Could it be that there was a deeper connection¡ªsomething that linked the beasts¡¯ natural state to the essence of the world they inhabited? Unauthorized usage: this tale is on Amazon without the author''s consent. Report any sightings. He reflected on the behavior of the Ancient Forest Deer, which had shown a unique ability to manipulate the environment during the battle. It wasn¡¯t just a learned technique¡ªit seemed intrinsic to the creature, as if its DNA carried memories from ancient times. The idea intrigued him¡ªperhaps there was a forgotten link between beasts and ancient civilizations, and the library might be the place to uncover those secrets. As his hands glided over the pages of the book, the soft sound of footsteps echoed through the reading corridor. Ethan looked up and saw Professor Alden, whose penetrating gaze had softened upon seeing the young man so focused. He approached with a curious expression, as if he sensed something special in that silent moment. ¡°You seem to have found something interesting,¡± Alden said, subtly gesturing to the old book resting on the table. Ethan closed the book carefully and offered a shy smile. ¡°Yes, professor. I''m trying to understand how certain natural techniques are linked to the beasts¡¯ abilities¡­ something that seems to transcend conventional training.¡± Professor Alden nodded, his eyes shining with a mix of approval and curiosity. ¡°There are many secrets in this world, Ethan. Not all answers are found on the battlefield. Sometimes, true power lies in knowledge. You¡¯ve already shown, both in the tournament and today, a singular sensitivity. Perhaps, with time, you''ll become one of the few who can unite the art of combat with deep research into the origins of beasts.¡± The professor¡¯s words resonated with Ethan, filling him with a new sense of purpose. For the first time, he glimpsed a path that connected his passion for strategy with the mysteries embedded in every corner of that universe. As he left the library, the sky grew clearer, and Ethan felt as though each ray of sunlight carried a fragment of lost knowledge. He knew the road ahead would be long and full of challenges, but the certainty that there was more than met the eye made his heart race with excitement. Walking through the academy gardens, he wondered whether the secrets held within those walls might one day rewrite the rules of the tamers¡¯ world. And in that moment of quiet reflection, a silent determination took root: it would not be enough to be strong on the battlefield¡ªhe would need to become a pioneer in uncovering the true roots of that power. Chapter 6 – An Unexpected Threat Chapter 6 ¨C An Unexpected Threat Twilight had settled over Valmere Academy, painting the stone walls with a soft golden hue. As the last rays of sunlight faded on the horizon, the campus was enveloped in a calm that concealed secrets on the verge of being revealed. In the shadows of the silent corridors, Ethan walked slowly toward the student dormitory. The soft echo of his footsteps matched the distant sound of the wind rustling the leaves of ancient trees. His thoughts still lingered on the discoveries in the library when a low, urgent voice broke his reverie. ¡°Ethan... I need to talk to you.¡± He stopped and looked around. The voice came from a dimly lit corner, near an old wooden door, slightly ajar. On the other side, a figure cloaked in dark robes, with a hood obscuring their face, waited. Without hesitation, the young tamer approached cautiously. The Meeting with the Watchers The figure revealed himself to be a man of medium stature, with an intense, piercing gaze. His words were whispers laden with secrets: ¡°We are the Watchers of the Veil. We observe those who, like you, possess a rare sensitivity to uncover the mysteries of this world. What you found in the library did not go unnoticed.¡± A shiver ran down Ethan¡¯s spine. He had heard scattered rumors about this mysterious group but never imagined such a close encounter. His eyes locked on the flickering light from a small oil lantern hanging on the wall. Unauthorized use: this story is on Amazon without permission from the author. Report any sightings. ¡°What do you want from me?¡± Ethan asked, trying to keep his voice steady despite the whirlwind of emotions. ¡°We came to warn you,¡± the man replied, stepping slightly closer. ¡°There are forces moving in the shadows, threatening to disrupt the harmony between tamers and beasts. An ancient evil that has long slumbered is now stirring.¡± As he spoke, the man removed his hood, revealing features marked by time and experience, yet a calm almost otherworldly. His deep blue eyes seemed to hold stories of battles and long-forgotten secrets. ¡°You, Ethan, have shown a unique ability to connect with your beast. That sensitivity may be the key to unraveling the mysteries many fear to face. But to do so, you must be prepared. This is not just about combat¡ªit is about understanding the true nature that permeates every living being in this world.¡± As the conversation unfolded, the sound of distant footsteps and rustling leaves created a backdrop of unease. The man spoke of how the Watchers had long monitored unusual signs: beasts behaving unpredictably, elemental energies spiraling out of control, and even whispers of ancient, forgotten rituals. ¡°There is an omen, Ethan. A threat from a distant past, and if we¡¯re not careful, it may manifest in a devastating way,¡± the watcher warned, his voice heavy with silent gravity. Ethan absorbed every word, feeling the weight of a growing responsibility settle within him. The idea that his destiny might be intertwined with an ancient evil stirred both fear and a newfound determination to delve deeper into the secrets surrounding beast evolution. After what felt like an eternity, the man concluded: ¡°Reflect on what you¡¯ve heard, Ethan. Stay vigilant and keep seeking knowledge. We will contact you again soon.¡± With those words, the figure disappeared into the corridor¡¯s shadows, leaving the young tamer alone with his thoughts¡ªand with the uneasy feeling that the apparent peace of the campus concealed challenges far beyond anything the training grounds could prepare him for. Back in his dormitory, Ethan barely slept. The image of the watcher¡¯s blue eyes and the gravity of his words haunted his mind. In his modest room, he revisited the notes he had taken during the day¡ªnow marked by new doubts and questions about the natural balance of beasts. He wondered whether this threat was truly the harbinger of a turning point for all tamers. That sense of urgency, like a constant whisper in the silence of the night, lingered¡ªawakening in him a renewed resolve: to uncover every mystery, to understand every secret, and above all, to prepare for what was to come. Chapter 7 – Echoes of Instinct The sunrise stained the sky with golden and reddish hues as Ethan left his quarters. The morning breeze carried the fresh scent of the trees from the forest near the Valmere Academy. He walked in silence, each step echoing on the stone floor of the courtyard. The encounter with the Vigilante still resonated in his mind like a persistent whisper, hard to ignore. Upon arriving at the training field, Ethan found only a few students already beginning their exercises. Some practiced simple commands with their beasts, while others simply observed, absorbing the environment. He headed to a more secluded area, where ancient trees formed a small natural circle. There, the Deer of the Ancestral Forest awaited him, serene, its eyes gently shining. The connection between them had deepened over the past days, albeit silently. Ethan knelt before the creature, placing his hand on the leaf-covered ground. ¡°Let¡¯s try something new today,¡± he whispered. With a slow gesture, he raised his open palm, channeling his energy in a gentle wave. The Deer responded, its antlers pulsating with a greenish light that seemed to breathe with the forest itself. But then¡­ the wind shifted. A sharp, sudden roar split the air. Nearby students turned on alert. On the other side of the field, a metallic beast¡ªa Steel Feline, muscular and equipped with blades on its paws¡ªhad escaped its handler¡¯s control. Its eyes were tinged with red, signaling a possible bout of frenzy, a rare but dangerous state. ¡°It¡¯s out of control!¡± shouted one of the instructors. Stolen novel; please report. Most students instinctively recoiled. The beast¡¯s handler, a pale, panicking boy, tried issuing commands, but his trembling voice proved ineffective. Without a second thought, Ethan advanced. ¡°Deer, with me.¡± The Deer lifted its head and followed its partner. The metallic beast whirled towards them, its ruby eyes blazing with fury. The ground trembled slightly under its heavy paws. ¡°We¡¯re not going to fight with brute force¡­ we¡¯re going to understand,¡± Ethan said, more to himself than to the Deer. He closed his eyes for a moment. Within, he sought the natural flow of energy he had felt before. When he opened them, a gentle glow shone in his gaze, reflecting the calm of the forest. ¡°Root.¡± The Deer stamped its hooves forcefully on the ground. Green shoots erupted from the soil, ensnaring the Steel Feline¡¯s paws. The beast roared once more, struggling against the bonds, but something had changed. Ethan had come close enough to see¡­ the fear in the creature¡¯s eyes. ¡°It isn¡¯t just out of control. It¡¯s frightened,¡± Ethan said aloud, drawing the instructors¡¯ attention. ¡°Something disturbed it. It wasn¡¯t the handler¡¯s fault.¡± Professor Alden, who had approached discreetly, frowned. ¡°Continue, Ethan.¡± The young man extended his hand. Gently, as if guided by a deep intuition, he used his energy not to attack, but to soothe. A faint glow emerged between his palm and the head of the metallic beast. Gradually, the red intensity in the eyes diminished. The Feline panted, but its stance became less aggressive, more¡­ rational. Silence fell over the field. The beast¡¯s handler fell to his knees, relieved. Alden approached and looked at Ethan intently. ¡°You used advanced harmonization techniques. Where did you learn that?¡± Ethan hesitated for a moment before replying: ¡°I study a lot. And I observe even more.¡± Alden crossed his arms, intrigued. Yet there was a hint of respect in his gaze. ¡°Keep it up. The path you have chosen is rare¡­ and dangerous. Few have the courage to deal with beasts with the mind, not just with fists.¡± As the field returned to its normal rhythm, Ethan felt a subtle unease. The frenzy state of the Steel Feline was uncommon, and something inside him whispered that this was no accident. The memory of the Vigilante and his words echoed like a refrain: ¡°Forces in the shadows¡­¡± Later, in his room, Ethan made notes about the beast¡¯s behavior and the energetic signs he had sensed. The pages of his notebook began to fill with symbols, mind maps, and intricate observations. While most of his peers dreamed of becoming great warriors or elite beast tamers, Ethan wanted something more. He wanted to understand. And, deep down, he was beginning to suspect that he wasn¡¯t the only one trying to unravel the mysteries surrounding Valmere Academy. Chapter 8 – Whispers Among the Trees The morning mist still hung over the forest as the students of the Green Class gathered along the outer trails of the Valmere Academy. It was the first supervised expedition for terrain reconnaissance and beast tracking practice. The anticipation drifted among the young tamers like a silent current. Ethan walked among his peers, but his focus was beyond the trail. He sensed the aromas, listened to the crackling of leaves, and noted the light steps of hidden animals. The Forest Ancestor Deer walked at his side, its antlers glimmering in shades of green whenever the sunlight pierced through the tall canopies. The instructor in charge, a stern-faced woman named Mistress Vaela, stopped before a moss-covered fallen log. ¡ª Today¡¯s objective is to identify tracks and signs of the beasts that inhabit this region. Remember: do not stray too far from the group. Some creatures roaming these forests are not recorded in the academy¡¯s annals. The warning seemed exaggerated to some. But not to Ethan. While the students split into pairs and small groups, Ethan ventured away with Klaus, combing through the vegetation near a crystal-clear brook. There, they discovered elongated tracks, in the shape of three claws, partially obscured by leaves. ¡ª This doesn¡¯t look like any of the common beasts in the region¡­ ¡ª Klaus remarked, frowning. Ethan touched the soil, attempting to feel the energy left behind. A subtle chill ran down his spine. Find this and other great novels on the author''s preferred platform. Support original creators! ¡ª Something¡¯s not right. The Forest Ancestor Deer suddenly lifted its head, its eyes fixed on a denser part of the woods. Ethan followed the creature¡¯s gaze. Amid the shadows of the trees, something moved. Quick. Silent. Yet it had not escaped the tamer¡¯s notice. ¡ª Someone is watching us. Klaus swallowed hard. ¡ª A beast? ¡ª No. It was¡­ humanoid. Ethan took a step forward, then hesitated. The sensation was not of immediate threat, but rather of¡­ evaluation. As if something there was judging his actions. ¡ª Let¡¯s report this to Mistress Vaela. ¡ª Klaus suggested. But Ethan¡¯s gaze remained fixed on the darkness between the trunks. Upon rejoining the group, a sudden movement caught his attention. A student, Theo, trembled as he pointed toward the forest behind him. ¡ª I saw¡­ I saw a strange creature. It had silvery eyes¡­ and no face. A murmur of excitement and fear rippled through the group. Vaela immediately advanced, her eyes sharp and alert. ¡ª Everyone: form pairs and return to the academy. Now. The guard patrol will be sent to investigate. No one is to remain here. But Ethan already knew. What they had seen... was not just an ordinary beast. He mentally noted the description and vowed to search the records. ¡°Silvery eyes, faceless.¡± It resonated with an old, nearly forgotten rumor: that of a creature called the Whispering Void, a legendary entity that roamed forests in search of unstable spiritual energy. It was just a legend¡­ or so it should have been. That night, when silence reigned in the dormitories and only the wind whispered outside, Ethan returned to the forest in secret. The Forest Ancestor Deer hesitated at first but then followed him. They reached the same clearing where they had sensed the presence. There, under the faint glow of the moon, he saw it. Among the trees, a tall figure, cloaked in pulsating shadows, watched intently. Faceless, yet with eyes like liquid silver. It did not move. It did not attack. It simply¡­ observed. Ethan felt the energy around him ripple, as if the very forest were holding its breath. Then, as silently as it had appeared, the figure vanished into the mist. The tamer stood frozen for several long seconds. The Deer beside him emitted a deep sound¡ªa mixture of warning and reverence. In that moment, Ethan realized that this was no mere beast. It was something far older. Something that should not have been awakened. And, in some way, it had noticed him. Chapter 9 – Ancient Echoes The silence of the Valmere Academy library was almost sacred. Dark wooden shelves rose like ramparts, guarding centuries of knowledge. The candles on the walls cast trembling shadows that danced over the dusty covers of the books. Ethan had been there since the early morning, his eyes scanning the ancient pages of forgotten treatises. He had found something. Or rather, remembered something. In the clearing, shortly before the Whispering Void disappeared, he had seen a symbol engraved on a stone hidden by roots. It was an incomplete circle, bisected by a vertical line. And that had sparked something within him¡­ a memory that did not belong to this life. He had never studied that symbol before. He had never seen its design in modern books. Yet, he knew what it meant: Broken Balance. This memory¡­ it did not belong to his current life. It came from somewhere far away. From before his rebirth into this world. The Forest of Ancients¡¯ Deer, now resting near one of the windows, raised its head upon sensing the emotional disturbance of its handler. Its antlers briefly shone, in sync with Ethan¡¯s inner tremor. ¡ª I need to know more ¡ª murmured the boy, shutting the book firmly. With the aid of some maps and forgotten records from the Guild of Researchers, Ethan managed to identify a possible origin for the symbol. An extinct sect from centuries past, known as The Path of the Silent Vortex, had studied anomalous energetic phenomena and creatures that did not belong to the ¡°Natural Cycle.¡± They were considered eccentric. Mad, even. But also¡­ dangerously accurate. Love what you''re reading? Discover and support the author on the platform they originally published on. Ethan found a fragmented reference to a creature recorded as the Whispering Void Specter. The note merely read: > ¡°It does not belong to our world. It feeds on doubt. It grows with fear. It arises when Balance is threatened.¡± He read the line repeatedly, feeling the weight of every word. While Ethan continued his quiet search, the Academy mobilized patrols to scour the forest. Master Vaela and other instructors began reinforcing the limits of the training areas. Students whispered about legendary monsters and conspiracy theories, but the teachers tried to maintain order. During an emergency meeting, Director Halvren declared: ¡ª There is no solid evidence that any unknown creature has entered our domains. We will continue with the training, but with increased caution. But Ethan knew. He had seen. And he had been seen. That night, he returned to the clearing ¡ª more prepared, more alert. He brought with him not only the Forest of Ancients¡¯ Deer but also a simple artifact crafted from resonance crystals that he and his father had built long ago. A sort of sensory compass, capable of detecting energetic disturbances. There, under the filtered moonlight, he walked to the stone where the symbol was engraved. He touched its cold surface with his fingertips. And the world¡­ whispered back. Soundless words invaded his mind. "You see. You remember. You walk between worlds..." Ethan fell to his knees, breathless, his eyes wide. The Deer positioned itself between him and the darkness, in a defensive stance, its antlers pulsating with a vibrant energy. The symbol began to glow faintly, as if recognizing his presence. Ethan, still trembling, murmured: ¡ª What do you want from me? But there was no response. Only the sound of the wind and the rustling of leaves... like a distant laugh. Back at his quarters, Ethan spent hours in front of his notebooks. He drew the symbol. He wrote the names. He reread the fragments. He knew that it was no coincidence. That his presence at the Academy, his bond with the Deer, and even his rebirth into this world¡­ were connected to something greater. Something ancient. Perhaps the Void was not just a threat. Perhaps it was an invitation. And he was willing to accept. Chapter 10 – Broken Voices Dawn brought with it an unusual chill. The fog crept along the corridors of the Valmere Academy like a silent veil. Ethan woke before the first bell could toll, feeling a strange weight in the air. His connection with his Ancestral Forest Stag was¡­ unstable. Not weakened, but as if an invisible interference had distorted the bond for an instant. That¡¯s when the message arrived. A formal messenger, dressed in the colors of the administration, delivered an envelope sealed with the director¡¯s emblem. Ethan opened it carefully. ¡°Ethan Ward. Report to the Gray Hall immediately after the second bell. ¡ª Director Halvren.¡± The place was rarely used. Located on the lower floors of the Academy, almost subterranean, it was reserved for delicate meetings¡ªand sometimes interrogations. Ethan entered with firm steps, the Stag silently following him. The room was cold, illuminated by crystal globes embedded in the stone walls. At the center, a long table. On one side, Director Halvren, his face grave. Beside him, Mistress Vaela and an unfamiliar man: he wore a dark cloak with silver embroidery and carried a grimoire strapped to his waist. ¡°Take a seat, Ethan,¡± said Halvren, without preamble. This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road. If you spot it on Amazon, please report it. Ethan complied. ¡°During the night patrol, one of our visual sentinels detected you and your beast near the western clearing¡­ in the same location where, two days ago, an incident of energy distortion was reported.¡± ¡°Yes,¡± he replied firmly. ¡°I went back to investigate on my own. Something called me there.¡± Vaela frowned. ¡°Did you see the creature again?¡± ¡°Not completely,¡± he answered. ¡°But I felt its presence. It communicates¡­ or tries to. There is something ancient about it. It is not mere wildness. It is intention.¡± The man in the dark cloak leaned slightly forward. ¡°Ethan Ward, my name is Yorran. I am from the Guild of Researchers, Senior Researcher of the Arcanobiological Trail. And what you describe¡­ fits with ancient records. Experiments with entities of pre-natural origin.¡± He placed a small mirror on the table. Its surface pulsed with soft lights. ¡°This artifact registered a signature in your spiritual bond last night. Someone¡ªor something¡ªtouched your soul.¡± Ethan looked at the mirror, without surprise. ¡°I know.¡± Yorran exchanged glances with Halvren. The Director finally sighed. ¡°From today, you are under special observation. You will have restricted access to certain areas, but you will also be included in a new study program¡­ a project that aims to understand and contain the anomalies that arise at our borders.¡± Ethan nodded. He knew he was crossing an invisible line¡ªand that there was no turning back. Upon leaving the Gray Hall, the sun had already risen, tearing through the fog. Yet the atmosphere at the academy remained strange. Students gathered near the exhibition field, murmuring with curiosity. Ethan approached and soon understood why. A new beast was being presented. Floating a few centimeters above the ground, enveloped in a freezing aura, was the Silent Ice Raven. Its eyes were completely white, without pupils, like two icy moons. Its feathers resembled fragile shards of crystal, and each beat of its wings released a blue mist. Beside it, the handler¡ªa girl with black hair and gray eyes, bearing a crest that Ethan did not recognize. ¡°She''s from another region,¡± someone whispered beside him. ¡°From one of the northern academies.¡± Ethan couldn¡¯t tear his gaze away. For a moment, the Raven also stared at him. And the cold seemed to cut deep. That night, in his quarters, Ethan recorded everything: the raven¡¯s gaze, the words spoken in the hall, and the strange gleam that his own eyes reflected in Yorran¡¯s mirror. The world was changing. And he¡­ was being prepared for something. Chapter 11 – Mists that Whisper Training Under the Stars The night fell serenely over the surroundings of Valmere Academy, with the full moon hanging like a silent sentinel. A small group of students advanced along the eastern forest trail, guided by enchanted torches that floated ahead, emitting a soft, golden light. Among them was Ethan. Beside his Ancient Forest Stag, the young man maintained controlled breathing, alert to every nuance of the environment. The trees whispered to each other with the touch of the wind, and the mist crept among the roots as if searching for long-buried secrets. "Pay attention to the sounds of the forest," said the instructor Vorn, a robust man with a braided beard and a calculating gaze. "This part of the training is meant to test your perception. Not all threats come with roars or clamor. Sometimes, danger... just watches." Ethan felt a shiver run down his spine¡ªnot out of fear, but out of recognition. That which hid beyond the trees had already been watching them before the group had even arrived. It happened suddenly. The magical torches flickered. The temperature dropped slightly, and the fog thickened as if it were breathing with the forest. A low sound, almost like a distorted purr, emerged from the darkness. "Defensive formation," ordered Vorn, raising his hand. Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon. The students quickly gathered, their beasts taking up guard positions. The Ancient Forest Stag raised its antlers, which glowed with a faint light. Then, it appeared. Emerging from between the trees with slow, calculated movements, the Night Mist Lynx stepped into view. Its body was slender and cloaked in a fur as dark as liquid shadows. Every step was silent, as if the ground accepted its presence without question. Its amber eyes shone with an unsettling intensity¡ªnot with anger, but with awareness. "Do not approach," Vorn said, frowning. "This beast... is not registered." "It''s watching," murmured Ethan. "It''s studying us." The other students'' beasts instinctively recoiled. A Lesser Crystal Serpent began to hiss, and a Crimson Canine growled aggressively. But the Lynx did not react. It simply walked around the group, maintaining a safe distance, as if delineating an invisible circle. Then, it stopped. It fixed its gaze on Ethan. For a moment, time seemed to freeze. Ethan felt his connection with the Stag vibrate out of sync. It was as if the Lynx was... trying to establish a bond? Not exactly with him, but with the energy surrounding him. "It didn''t come to attack," said Ethan, stepping forward. "It came to warn us." "Warn us?" Vorn looked at him in surprise. Ethan nodded, his eyes still locked on the creature. "It''s warning us about something. It''s not hostility... it''s desperation." The Lynx tilted its head slightly and then, without a sound, turned and vanished among the trees, merging once again with the mist. The group remained silent for several long seconds. When the atmosphere returned to normal, Vorn let out a heavy sigh. "An intelligent beast... possibly of mystical origin. This complicates matters. The Council will need to know about this." Then he turned to Ethan. "Ward, the way you interacted with it... was as if you had already been trained for this. Yet, you haven''t been formally trained in this type of contact." "Not all training comes from books," Ethan replied calmly. Vorn said nothing, but his eyes made it clear that he was beginning to see the young man in a new light. Back at the academy, in his room, Ethan made detailed notes about the Lynx. He sketched its form and recorded the energetic sensation he had felt. He knew that the creature would return¡ªand that, next time, it might not be alone. As he wrote, a breeze drifted through the open window. For a brief moment, Ethan sensed that someone¡ªor something¡ªwas watching him there as well. But there was no one. Only the whisper of the mists. Chapter 12 – Marks on the Stone Unexpected Summons Dawn had barely broken the sky when Ethan was already awake. He had slept little¡ªnot from insomnia, but from the unease caused by his encounter with the Night Mist Lynx. The image of the creature merging with the fog remained vivid in his mind, a memory too recent to fade. As he prepared himself, a firm knock echoed at the door. ¡ª Ethan Ward. Report to the Northern Hall. Immediately ¡ª a formal voice declared from the other side. Ethan opened the door to find a young messenger in the blue uniform of the logistics division. Her eyes betrayed no emotion, only the urgency of someone carrying orders. The Exploration Mission Shortly thereafter, Ethan found himself before Instructor Vorn, flanked by two other students. One was Kael, tamer of a Celestial Shadow Ray, renowned as a silent genius; the other was Nira, a tracking specialist, whose Lunar Silver Owl was famous for its impressive sensory range. ¡ª You have been selected to join a special patrol ¡ª Vorn¡¯s voice was low, yet laden with gravity. ¡ª Our mission is simple: investigate the area where the Night Mist Lynx was spotted. We seek no conflict, only answers. ¡ª Understood ¡ª Ethan replied, casting a brief glance at Kael and Nira. They all knew: their talents had not gone unnoticed, hence their presence together. Did you know this text is from a different site? Read the official version to support the creator. The Deep Forest The journey along the eastern trail was slow and tense. The fog lingered in that part of the forest as if it refused to dissipate. The Lunar Silver Owl circled silently above the group, while the Celestial Shadow Ray hovered a few meters off the ground, emitting pulses of detection. Ethan¡¯s Ancient Forest Stag, its antlers held high, remained alert, responding to the energy of the surroundings with subtle tremors in the vegetation. Then Nira suddenly halted. ¡ª There¡¯s something there¡­ not a beast. A structure. The Stone Circle Pushing past twisted branches, the group reached a hidden clearing. At its center, stones arranged in a circle formed an ancient altar. Some were cloaked in moss, others cracked by time. But in the center was something that froze Ethan in place: An engraved symbol on the central rock. Circular, composed of lines intersecting like roots or veins. In the middle, an eye. Familiar. ¡ª I¡¯ve seen this symbol before ¡ª Ethan murmured. ¡ª Where? ¡ª asked Kael. ¡ª In my father¡¯s notebooks ¡ª he replied, kneeling before the stone. ¡ª He wrote of an "ancient language of beasts," forgotten for centuries. He said it was a primitive form of communication between creatures and¡­ tamers. But we never found any concrete evidence. Until now. Ancient Echoes The Ancient Forest Stag stepped closer to the stone. Its eyes glowed with an intense green light and its hooves touched the ground with delicacy. In that instant, a subtle energy coursed through the earth, activating hidden inscriptions on the other stones. ¡ª This is an ancient harmonization chamber ¡ª Kael said, astonished. ¡ª A place where beasts and humans sealed pacts¡­ long before the current system existed. ¡ª How is it still active? ¡ª Nira murmured. ¡ª Perhaps it never really stopped being active ¡ª Ethan replied. Before they could examine further, the Lunar Silver Owl swooped down in a rapid flight, issuing a warning. Approaching Presences From within the fog, shadows began to stir. Three pairs of glowing eyes emerged from the bushes. They were beasts¡ªbut not wild ones. New creatures appeared: Black-Preyed Feline ¨C muscular, with fangs that emitted a dark energy. Flaming-Hide Runner ¨C a swift quadruped with stripes of living embers. Shadow Weaver ¨C a giant spider, with strands of dark energy vibrating from its legs. ¡ª Are they¡­ guarding the circle? ¡ª Kael drew his crossbow back. Ethan stood motionless, facing the three creatures. ¡ª Or perhaps they are here because of us. The three beasts did not attack. They merely observed, as if awaiting a decision¡­ or an answer. Conclusion ¡ª Fall back ¡ª ordered Vorn, emerging from the fog. ¡ª This has already exceeded the bounds of a reconnaissance mission. The Council must be informed¡­ and quickly. As they retreated from the circle, Ethan glanced back one last time. The symbol still glowed, faintly, but persistently. A question took root in his mind: How many other circles might be hidden in the world? Chapter 13 – Fragments of the Legacy Silence After the Storm The mission was over, but its impact on Ethan lingered like an underground current. After returning to the academy, the stone circle was immediately placed under investigation by a group of advanced instructors and researchers. However, few students knew what had happened ¡ª it was as if the administration had decided to cover it up. Ethan, however, couldn¡¯t ignore the feeling that he was involved in something far greater than he had imagined. The Forgotten Notebook Back in his dorm, he rummaged through his chest. At the bottom, between old notes and first-year books, he found a dark-covered notebook. It was his father''s. One of the first he had inherited, but one he had never been able to fully decipher. Many pages were covered in symbols and indecipherable codes. He flipped through it slowly¡­ until he stopped. A yellowed page, near the end, showed the same circular symbol with an eye at the center. Next to it, a sentence written in his father''s rushed handwriting: "They exist. Sleeping beneath the veil of ages. The Circles are the keys. Find what I left beneath the gravestone." Enjoying this book? Seek out the original to ensure the author gets credit. The last line made him freeze. The Ancient Cemetery On the southern edge of the academy grounds, behind a moss-covered hill, lay an old cemetery where former professors, researchers, and some tamers fallen in service were buried. Most of the gravestones were covered in moss and forgotten by time. Ethan walked silently among the graves, the Forest Ancestral Deer following closely, alert. Upon finding the gravestone with his father''s name, Lorian Ward, he knelt. He knew what he was looking for ¡ª but not what he would find. Gently removing the vegetation, he found a crack at the base of the tombstone. Between the stones was a small compartment. Inside, an object wrapped in cloth. It was a piece of a map made of black stone, carved with the same circle symbol. Thin lines crossed the piece, forming a broken path. Beside it, a short scroll: "This is one of three fragments. Protect it. And if you find them all¡­ be ready to choose." An Invisible Choice Ethan held the fragment, feeling the subtle energy pulsing in his hand. It wasn¡¯t just a stone. It was a remnant of something ancient, something his father had believed was vital¡­ important enough to hide beneath his own gravestone. ¡ª "You were trying to tell us something, father¡­ but what?" ¡ª he murmured. The Deer watched in silence. Its antlers glowed briefly ¡ª as if sensing the energy within the piece. First Connections Back in the dormitory, Ethan drew a precise replica of the fragmented map in his notebook. He remembered the circle in the forest¡­ and how the energy had activated in response to the presence of ancient beasts. ¡ª "Maybe these Circles are gateways¡­ or ancient power nodes. And the map shows where they are," he said to himself. But one question hammered at his thoughts: Why had his father kept all of this hidden? And¡­ why did no one else at the academy seem to know about it? Closing That night, Ethan carefully hid the fragment beneath a loose floorboard. He knew he was being watched ¡ª if not by people, then by subtler forces. Something had awakened from the moment he stepped into the Circle. He could feel it. And deep inside, one certainty was forming: Finding the other fragments was no longer just a personal mission. It was a necessity.