《The Legend of 9 Heavens - Season 1》 Chapter 0: The Clash and Origins ..................................................................................................................................... Notice - "Greetings, noble reader. First and foremost, we extend our deepest gratitude for your support and for joining us on this journey. Your engagement is what breathes life into this story, and we welcome your thoughts and feedback with open arms. The future of this tale is as much yours as it is ours. Please take note that the chapters you are about to read, including the current one, take place in a time long past. They serve as essential stepping stones in unraveling the lore of this world, and the events within will shape the grander narrative that is yet to come. These introductory chapters are crucial in setting the stage for the grand tale ahead. As you progress, we encourage you to share your thoughts¡ªwhether praise or critique¡ªas we are committed to refining this experience for you. Together, we shall forge a path through the roots of this world''s history." ..................................................................................................................................... "The greatest battles are not fought with weapons, but with the forces that shape the world. When power transcends mortality, the question is no longer who will win ¡ª but what price will be paid for the victory." ..................................................................................................................................... Chapter 0: The Clash and Origins A throne of purplish mist loomed in the emptiness of space, a silent observer to the turmoil of the universe. Eight planets spun around it like marbles orbiting a forgotten god. Slowly, the vision zoomed, narrowing in on Earth ¡ª a world alive with conflict. A Clash Beyond Mortal Limits The island was isolated, hidden by dense forests and a towering mountain that seemed to touch the heavens. Hovering above it, the Wanderer faced the Demon Lord of Earth, whose silhouette loomed menacingly in the distance. His dark figure summoned monstrous beasts, the shrieks of which filled the air. They charged toward her, claws outstretched. But then, something shifted. Her aura pulsed, radiating divine energy that poured into her, burning through her veins like fire and ice. The Light Goddess had chosen her. The pain was excruciating, but the power ¡ª oh, the power was beyond anything she had ever felt. Her body quaked, reshaping under the Goddess''s influence, every cell stretching to accommodate the divine energy. She could feel her skin burning and her very soul shivering under its weight. The battle began. The Wanderer unleashed the full force of her fury, obliterating the beasts with a storm of blinding light. Trees snapped in half, entire trunks cleaved as her blade cut through the forest like a scythe. The once-vibrant woods turned into a battlefield of destruction, as the earth beneath them trembled with every strike. The clash between the Wanderer and the Demon Lord shattered the very ground beneath them. Their swords collided with deafening force, creating a shower of sparks that lit up the night. The mountain groaned beneath the chaos, crumbling as their battle raged on. With a single stroke, the Wanderer''s blade cleaved the mountain into three uneven sections, sending debris raining down like an avalanche. As the fight ascended into the sky, the force of their movements tore through the ocean below, sending waves crashing like giant walls. Their blades struck again and again, sending shockwaves across the sea, as if the world itself were breaking apart. The narrative has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident. But the Demon Lord wasn''t done. With a roar, his blade grew to monstrous proportions. The ground cracked as he prepared for a final, devastating strike. Her body screamed in protest as the divine energy overwhelmed her. Cracks splintered her skin, blood seeped from her mouth, and her left eye glowed with intense light. She could barely stand, yet the world needed her. She couldn''t stop now. A thought nagged at the back of her mind ¡ª What if the Goddess wanted more than just victory? What if this power wasn''t meant to save the world, but to reshape it entirely? The Wanderer Rises Through the dust and rubble, the Wanderer rose. Light seeped from her wounds, her body now a vessel of overwhelming energy. Her left eye burst open, golden particles pouring from the socket as her heart pulsed with radiant power. It felt like she was beyond human limits. Summoning every ounce of strength she had left, she raised her hand toward the heavens. A circle of pure light formed, searing the air. The blast shot forward, a beam of divine fury aimed directly at the Demon Lord. He barely managed to deflect it, the beam splitting as it tore through the sky, disappearing into the heavens. "Not enough," she whispered, voice soft yet resolute. With a renewed surge of power, the Wanderer pushed forward, forcing the Demon Lord to retreat. But the devastation she had unleashed had unforeseen consequences. The world trembled, mana swirling violently, and monstrous magic beasts began to emerge from the shadows. Strange figures also appeared ¡ª guild members who had witnessed the chaos. "Lia, STOP!" A voice rang out from the shadows, its owner stepping into the light. His face was familiar, but his eyes ¡ª full of terror ¡ª were not. "You''re about to destroy everything!" Lia turned to face him, her blood-drenched form radiating divine energy. Her left eye glowed fiercely, matching the panicked stares of the guild members who had come to stop her. The Origins of Magic The air was heavy with silence as the chaos settled. Then, a voice broke through, ancient and knowing. "As the chaos unfolded, the true story of this world began long before..." 1 million years earlier. Deep beneath the Earth''s crust, a colossal dark-purple crystal lay dormant, its power waiting. The collision of tectonic plates triggered its eruption, and a massive shard ¡ª the size of a mountain ¡ª surfaced, pulsing with dark energy. It radiated a sinister mist that spread across the world. Anyone who came in contact with it collapsed, writhing in pain. Yet, when they awoke, something had changed. Strength, speed, and elemental powers flowed through them, reshaping humanity. Magic Emerges Over centuries, humanity adapted to these newfound powers, calling them magic. Entire civilizations evolved around its use. People controlled fire with their hands, bent the wind to their will, and even called down lightning from the heavens. Guilds formed around those with high magical affinity, while armies protected the powerless. But magic came with a price. Beasts of unimaginable power roamed the world, fueled by the same mana that birthed the magical abilities in humans. Kingdoms fractured, alliances formed, and an academy was established to study and control the magic. But in the depths of wild dungeons, a growing threat emerged. Dark energy pulsed beneath the Earth''s surface, and from the shadows, the Demon Lord of Earth rose, his blood-red eyes gleaming with malice. The Demon Lord''s smile twisted with sinister intent. This battle was not just about defeating the Wanderer ¡ª it was part of a much larger scheme, one that could unravel the very fabric of their world. Ending Narration As the dust finally settled, monstrous roars echoed in the distance. Magic had been unleashed upon the world, and there was no turning back. What had they awakened? And who were the guild members who had stepped into the fray to stop the Wanderer? Chapter End ..................................................................................................................................... End-of-Chapter Note If you enjoyed this chapter or have any thoughts, I¡¯d love to hear them! Whether it¡¯s something you liked, something that felt off, or any suggestions, feel free to share. I¡¯m always open to feedback, criticism, and discussions to make the story even better. I¡¯m also experimenting with my update schedule! If you¡¯d like to see more frequent updates or have any input, drop a comment or leave a review. Your support truly makes a difference! If you''re enjoying the journey so far, please consider leaving a review and rating¡ªit helps a ton and keeps this story going strong. Your feedback and encouragement mean the world to me! Thanks for reading, and see you in the next one! ???? ..................................................................................................................................... Chapter 0.5: The Prophecy and Lia (Part-I) When the light fades, and shadows rise, One will bear the golden flame. A calamity foreseen, yet unprepared, The world shall tremble in her name." ..................................................................................................................................... Chapter 0.5: The Prophecy and Lia (Part-I) ?? Quick Note Before You Read! If you¡¯re enjoying the story, please consider leaving a review and rating¡ªit helps a lot and keeps this adventure going! Your support truly makes a difference. Now, let¡¯s dive into the chapter! ???? The Chief''s Dream The village chief gazed out at the crystal mountain through the cracked wooden window of his small hut. A quiet prayer escaped his lips as his frail hand clutched a worn pendant, pleading for unseen forces to protect his people. He coughed deeply, his age and exhaustion evident, yet he stood tall, preparing for the village council meeting. Discussions about the harvest''s yield and the rise in monster sightings filled the room. Tension hung in the air, heavy and foreboding. Suddenly, the ground trembled. A monstrous roar shattered the fragile calm. Guards scrambled, villagers armed themselves with farm tools, and the Royal Guards stationed in the village leapt into action. Magic lit up the darkening sky, their techniques forming the main line of defense. The battle dragged into the evening, leaving destruction in its wake and fear lingering in the hearts of the villagers. By nightfall, calm returned, but the chief''s unease deepened. That night, he knelt before the dim glow of a shrine in his hut, whispering a prayer. Sleep overcame him as his voice faltered. In his dream, a blinding light filled his vision. A faceless, radiant figure appeared, both comforting and overwhelming. A voice echoed like a thousand chimes: "Prepare for the calamity. Train the one who bears the golden light." He saw a fleeting image: golden hair whipping in the wind, pale skin glowing in a brilliant burst of light. The vision faded, leaving him with a sense of urgency and dread. The Stranger''s Arrival Two weeks passed. The village endured relentless attacks, driving off eighteen monsters while hearing reports of thirty more nearby. The harvest was secured, but the rainy season turned dirt roads into muddy traps, making life even harder. This content has been misappropriated from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere. One stormy evening, a lone figure trudged toward the village, wrapped in a tattered pale-green cloak. Rain poured in torrents, soaking her to the bone. Limping from injuries and shivering from the cold, she knocked on door after door, only to be turned away by cautious villagers. Her knocks grew weaker with each step. Exhaustion overcame her as she reached the chief''s home, an older structure with the faint glow of a fire visible through the cracks. The chief peered out the window, his heart heavy with indecision. "What harm could a lone girl do to an old man?" he muttered, opening the door. The girl''s voice was barely a whisper. "Please... help me." "Come in before the storm takes you," he said, stepping aside. An Encounter of Fates The chief offered her dry clothes, a warm bath, and a meal by the fire. As she carefully bandaged her wounds, she introduced herself as Lia, a 19-year-old merchant from the northern kingdom of Euratia. Her story spilled out between bites of food. She had been traveling to the royal palace to seek aid for her homeland when monsters attacked her caravan. Injured and alone, she had barely escaped into the forest, losing everything in the process. The chief listened carefully, his earlier hesitation fading. Then, as she spoke, something clicked in his mind. Golden hair, pale skin¡ªshe matched the figure from his dream. "You''ve endured much," he said, masking his realization. "Rest tonight. We will talk more in the morning." A Village Tested The next day, Lia moved through the village, offering help wherever she could. Her kindness and hard work quickly earned her the trust of the villagers. But the chief''s thoughts were consumed by the crystal mountain, its looming presence a constant reminder of his dream. After a few days, Lia had recovered well. The chief finally approached her with a request. "You plan to travel to the capital, but before you leave, I must ask something in return. Will you journey with me to the crystal mountain?" Lia hesitated but agreed. "If it will help your village, I will." The Mountain''s Secret The path to the crystal mountain was treacherous. As they climbed, the air grew thick with mana, and an unnatural weight pressed down on them. The mountain''s surface shimmered with an eerie light, its presence both beautiful and unsettling. The chief, accompanied by three village mages, led Lia to a prepared magic circle near the mountain''s base. "Step into the circle," he instructed. "Have faith." Lia hesitated but obeyed. As she stepped into the circle, the air crackled with energy. Her heartbeat thundered in her ears. A brilliant light erupted from the mountain, and the ground shook violently. The magic circle glowed, its energy intertwining with hers. Suddenly, the mountain exploded in a cascade of light and shards. The deafening boom echoed for miles as purple crystals rained down, their mana corrupting the surrounding forest. From the shattered remains of the mountain, a pulsing darkness emerged. Lia clutched her chest, dread flooding her senses. The chief''s voice was barely audible; "The calamity begins." Chapter End ..................................................................................................................................... End-of-Chapter Note If you enjoyed this chapter or have any thoughts, I¡¯d love to hear them! Whether it¡¯s something you liked, something that felt off, or any suggestions, feel free to share. I¡¯m always open to feedback, criticism, and discussions to make the story even better. I¡¯m also experimenting with my update schedule! If you¡¯d like to see more frequent updates or have any input, drop a comment or leave a review. Your support truly makes a difference! If you''re enjoying the journey so far, please consider leaving a review and rating¡ªit helps a ton and keeps this story going strong. Your feedback and encouragement mean the world to me! Thanks for reading, and see you in the next one! ???? ..................................................................................................................................... Chapter 0.5: The Prophecy and Lia (Part II) "In the shadows of forgotten legends, the truth of one''s name is often the most elusive. The Wanderer, once a beacon of hope, now carries the weight of countless unspoken stories. Her past, veiled in the mist of time, beckons only to those brave enough to seek its answer." ..................................................................................................................................... Chapter 0.5: The Prophecy and Lia (Part II) ?? Quick Note Before You Read! If you¡¯re enjoying the story, please consider leaving a review and rating¡ªit helps a lot and keeps this adventure going! Your support truly makes a difference. Now, let¡¯s dive into the chapter! ???? The Birth of Monsters The crystal mountain''s eruption unleashed chaos far beyond the village. Mana-infused fragments rained down into the barren depths of a nearby dungeon, igniting a transformation that birthed horrors. The animals that wandered too close to the crystal shards screamed in agony as the dense mana twisted their forms. Flesh blistered and tore, bones cracked, and their cries of pain echoed through the dungeon''s hollow chambers. The narrator''s voice explained: "While humans are destroyed by prolonged mana exposure, animals absorb it, mutating into grotesque forms driven by bloodlust. Their transformation is both their torment and their rebirth." Among the creatures, some exposed to more potent shards began to evolve. Intelligence flickered within their monstrous minds, and they developed the capacity to wield elemental magic. Over time, the dungeon grew into a kingdom of monsters bound by a single, primal law: "The Stronger Rules." Once a quiet labyrinth of caves, the dungeon now teemed with feral creatures¡ªits depths transformed into a living nightmare. Lia and the Surge of Mana Back at the shattered mountain, Lia stood amidst the destruction, overwhelmed by a surge of pure mana.. Her body convulsed, and searing pain shot through her veins as though liquid fire replaced her blood. Every muscle in her body tightened, her vision blurred, and she collapsed into unconsciousness, a fragile figure surrounded by the glowing remnants of the crystal. This novel is published on a different platform. Support the original author by finding the official source. Villagers rushed to her aid, their faces pale with fear as they carried her away. The chief, his heart heavy with foreboding, ordered everyone to leave the area immediately. The fumes from the scattered crystals filled the air, laced with a danger they could not yet comprehend. Lia lay unconscious for days, her body fighting the raw energy that had invaded it. Awakening and the Gemstone When Lia finally awoke, her body ached as if every nerve had been scorched. The chief sat beside her, clutching a peculiar gemstone strung with rosemary beads. His chants filled the quiet room: "Fu...shi...sho...mi...de." Confusion filled Lia''s eyes as she asked, "What happened to me?" The chief recounted the explosion, her collapse, and the strange mana surge that seemed to affect her more than anyone else. Lia''s face paled at the memory, but she quickly composed herself. "I can''t stay here. There''s too much at stake." Before she could leave, the chief handed her the gemstone. "This is no ordinary stone¡ªit reveals the potential of one''s mana. I believe you hold more power than you realize." Reluctantly, Lia touched the gemstone. The room was bathed in a blinding light, its brilliance forcing everyone to shield their eyes. When the light subsided, murmurs of awe filled the air. Lia stared at the glowing artifact in disbelief. "What does this mean? Why me?" The chief placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Fate has chosen you, child. But you won''t face this alone." Journey to the Capital After days of preparation, the chief arranged for Lia to travel to the capital. Two skilled guards accompanied her, their presence ensuring her safety during the perilous journey. The capital''s towering walls greeted them a day and a half later, bustling with life and activity. Lia''s first stop was the mercenary guild, where she was met with a mix of relief and frustration from familiar faces. "Lia! Where have you been? We''ve been worried sick!" the guild attendant exclaimed. "Let''s just say I had an... eventful detour," Lia replied with an awkward laugh. The attendant sighed, handing her a schedule. "Your meeting with the king was postponed, but it''s set for tomorrow morning. Don''t miss it." Lia opened her mouth to respond, "I''ll try to make it tomorrow¡ª" Suddenly, shouts erupted from the street, cutting her off mid-sentence. The Merchant''s Protest Curious, Lia and the attendant rushed outside to find a crowd gathered near a building marked with a prominent guild''s emblem. "Release the merchants!" a villager cried. "Without them, we can''t get the supplies we need!" The crowd''s frustration boiled over as chants for justice filled the air. The tension was palpable, and the situation threatened to erupt into chaos. From within the guild, a man emerged, his commanding presence silencing the crowd. His sharp eyes scanned the restless villagers as he clapped his hands for attention. "What''s the meaning of this uproar?" he asked, his voice calm but authoritative. The crowd quieted, their anger simmering just beneath the surface. Lia''s gaze locked onto the man, sensing the weight of his influence as he stepped forward to address the mob. Chapter End ..................................................................................................................................... End-of-Chapter Note If you enjoyed this chapter or have any thoughts, I¡¯d love to hear them! Whether it¡¯s something you liked, something that felt off, or any suggestions, feel free to share. I¡¯m always open to feedback, criticism, and discussions to make the story even better. I¡¯m also experimenting with my update schedule! If you¡¯d like to see more frequent updates or have any input, drop a comment or leave a review. Your support truly makes a difference! If you''re enjoying the journey so far, please consider leaving a review and rating¡ªit helps a ton and keeps this story going strong. Your feedback and encouragement mean the world to me! Thanks for reading, and see you in the next one! ???? ..................................................................................................................................... Chapter 0.5: The Prophecy and Lia (Part-III) "In the game of alliances, words are both weapons and shields. Some seek to bargain with promises, others with power. But few understand the cost of what is given, and lesser, the price of what is lost." ..................................................................................................................................... Chapter 0.5: The Prophecy and Lia (Part-III) ?? Quick Note Before You Read! If you¡¯re enjoying the story, please consider leaving a review and rating¡ªit helps a lot and keeps this adventure going! Your support truly makes a difference. Now, let¡¯s dive into the chapter! ???? The Protest and the Guild Master''s Intervention The Guild Master of the Hunter''s Eye guild, a man known for his charisma and authority, strode into the scene, clapping his hands to get the crowd''s attention. "What''s all this noise about? You''re disturbing the others," he said firmly. One protestor snapped, shouting, "You don''t care about us! To you powerful guild members with your fancy affinities, we''re nothing but peasants!" Raising his hands, the Guild Master motioned for calm. "Alright, alright, settle down. That''s not true, and you know it. Now, weren''t we talking about the merchants? Where is this conversation going?" Another protestor stepped forward, their face flushed with frustration. "We''ve heard promises before! Words don''t mean anything if the merchants aren''t released. We''re tired of being ignored." Murmurs of agreement spread through the crowd. "I understand your frustration," the Guild Master replied evenly. "But no one is keeping the merchants imprisoned. They''re being questioned by order of the Royal Capital, regarding the recent tax protest and the increased magical beast activity. Once the investigation is over, they''ll be freed." Some protestors hesitated, glancing at one another uncertainly. One voice in the back muttered, "That''s what they always say..." The Guild Master''s expression grew serious, but his voice remained calm. "Do you think causing chaos here will help your cause? If you really care about the merchants, let us do our job and uncover the truth. Your actions will only make things worse." The crowd began to waver, their anger slowly cooling. Reluctantly, they started to disperse, though some still muttered their discontent. As the scene quieted, the Guild Master''s eyes landed on Lia. Their gazes locked, and a tense silence filled the air. He could feel an overwhelming pressure emanating from her¡ªa presence that demanded attention without even trying. It was as if the atmosphere itself thickened in her presence. The Guild Master''s Suspicion The Guild Master watched Lia as she turned to leave with her attendant. Her golden hair contrasted with the worn clothes she wore¡ªan odd mix of a noble''s appearance and a weary traveler''s attire. But it was her aura that caught his attention. It was a power, refined and controlled, that rivaled even the strongest of elemental mages. Unable to contain his curiosity, he called out, "Excuse me, miss. Can I have a moment of your time?" Lia halted and glanced over her shoulder, her expression unreadable. Her voice was calm, but there was a hint of an edge. "What could the Guild Master himself want with someone like me?" He smiled, a knowing look in his eyes. "Let''s just say you''re not ''just someone.'' The power you carry isn''t just strength. It''s controlled, refined... commanding." Unauthorized use of content: if you find this story on Amazon, report the violation. Lia let out a dismissive sigh. "If that''s what you think, then you''ve got the wrong person. Now, if you''ll excuse me..." She turned to leave, but the Guild Master wasn''t finished. "You can''t hide your presence from those like me. Someone with your power doesn''t walk unnoticed. Once you meet with the King, come to the guild hall. If it''s worth your time, I won''t bother you again." Lia paused, her sharp gaze studying him. "Fine, I''ll stop by. But only out of curiosity. How do you know I''m meeting the King?" The Guild Master chuckled. "I have my ways. Don''t forget this conversation." He turned and walked away, leaving Lia with more questions than answers. The Royal Negotiation The next day, Lia prepared for the royal conference. Dressed simply, she carried important documents and a gift from her country''s minister for the King. As she walked through the bustling streets, she noticed the joy and prosperity around her¡ªchildren playing, people laughing¡ª A glimpse of her memory layered before her eyes, she didn''t felt anything . The emptiness inside her remained, her mind focused solely on the task ahead. At the castle gates, guards checked her permit before escorting her to the audience. The castle was magnificent, with well-kept gardens and towering statues. Inside the hall, eight grand statues and ten intricately carved pillars decorated the space. The King sat on an elevated throne, flanked by his advisors. The guard announced her arrival. "Presenting Lia, the Wanderer of the Northern Plains." Lia knelt respectfully before the King. "Your Majesty, I come representing Euratia, a land ravaged by drought, and land ravaged by magic beasts. We seek your aid in rebuilding." The King studied her carefully. "Your country''s plight is well known. But if we provide resources and trade routes, what can Euratia offer in return?" Lia''s voice was steady as she replied, "Euratia may be struggling, but it remains the heart of northern trade. My people once fed half the continent with our harvests. Even now, traders whisper of the riches our soil could yield, if only given the chance to heal. Your support would not just rebuild Euratia¡ªit would secure Eryndor''s name as a savior to the North." An advisor interrupted, "How can we trust Euratia won''t crumble again? The North has been unstable for years with those consistent attacks." Lia''s gaze remained steady. "Instability comes from external factors¡ªborder raids, war. With Eryndor''s help, we can strengthen our defenses and repay every debt. Doubt us if you must, but consider this¡ª Euratia''s trade network has always been the envy of neighboring lands. Help us, and that network becomes yours." She leaned forward slightly, her voice soft but persuasive. "This isn''t just aid; it''s an investment in shared prosperity." The King raised a hand, signaling silence. "Repayment is a nice promise, but I deal in guarantees. What assurances can you provide?" Lia''s jaw tightened, but she held her ground. "Exclusive trade rights for Euratia. Once the famine lifts, no other country will rival your access." The King leaned forward, intrigued. "Exclusive trade rights are tempting, but risky. What of your mines? Surely Euratia has more to offer." "Our mines are pledged to another ally. Grains and trade rights are all we can offer. But isn''t Eryndor also facing food shortages after the recent droughts?" The King''s gaze softened, a hint of respect in his eyes. "Very perceptive. You''ve done your homework. Suppose I agree, what if you fail to deliver?" Lia''s voice was firm. "Reject me, and I''ll find another way. But if you accept, you''ll gain a valuable ally ." The King chuckled, a rare smile crossing his face. "You are certainly an interesting negotiator. Very well. Deliver the first shipment within two seasons, and our alliance stands. Fail, and there will be consequences." Lia bowed. "You will have your shipment, Your Majesty." The Guild Invitation After the successful negotiation, Lia made her way out of the castle. The grandeur of the royal halls still echoed in her mind, the weight of the King''s terms pressing down on her. She had secured an agreement, but the stakes were high. As she walked through the gates of the castle, her thoughts wandered back to the Guild Master''s words. "Come to the guild hall". She couldn''t shake off the feeling that he knew more than he let on. The road ahead was unclear, and the unknown pulled at her¡ª was it worth the risk to involve herself with the Hunter''s Eye guild? What was he after? She had long been used to walking alone, but now, she faced a decision. Her hand gripped the parchment in her pocket¡ªthe documents she had brought for the King¡ªand she wondered if stepping into the guild hall would bring new challenges, or if it would just be another distraction. As she stood in front of the guild hall, the stone structure looming before her, doubt crept into her mind. The invitation felt more like a test than an offer of aid. Was the Guild Master truly interested in her, or was he just looking for leverage in case of another stampede? Lia''s eyes narrowed as she glanced up at the large wooden doors. She had no time for games, but something in her gut told her that whatever waited inside could either be an ally or a threat. Shaking off the thoughts that weighed heavily on her, she pushed the door open. The moment she stepped inside, the bustling of adventurers around her seemed to pause. Every eye turned to her, recognizing her presence. She didn''t speak anything, just moved forward. She enquired the attendant for the Guild Master''s chamber... Upon reaching the Guild Master''s chambers, he greeted her with a warmth that didn''t quite match the intensity in his eyes. "Welcome, Lia. Or should I say... Wanderer? It seems your reputation is not so easily forgotten." Lia didn''t respond immediately, allowing the silence to stretch between them. She could feel the eyes of the other guild members on her, sensing the weight of their curiosity. For now, she chose to remain quiet¡ªshe had come to the guild only to hear what the Guild Master had to say, and not to indulge herself in unnecessary banters (Guild problems). The conversation ahead would determine her next steps. Chapter End ..................................................................................................................................... End-of-Chapter Note If you enjoyed this chapter or have any thoughts, I¡¯d love to hear them! Whether it¡¯s something you liked, something that felt off, or any suggestions, feel free to share. I¡¯m always open to feedback, criticism, and discussions to make the story even better. I¡¯m also experimenting with my update schedule! If you¡¯d like to see more frequent updates or have any input, drop a comment or leave a review. Your support truly makes a difference! If you''re enjoying the journey so far, please consider leaving a review and rating¡ªit helps a ton and keeps this story going strong. Your feedback and encouragement mean the world to me! Thanks for reading, and see you in the next one! ???? ..................................................................................................................................... Chapter 0.5: The Prophecy and Lia (Part-IV) "Power, once sought, binds its wielder as much as it grants freedom. In the pursuit of strength, one must always be wary of the cost of losing oneself." ..................................................................................................................................... Chapter 0.5: The Prophecy and Lia (Part-IV) ?? Quick Note Before You Read! If you¡¯re enjoying the story, please consider leaving a review and rating¡ªit helps a lot and keeps this adventure going! Your support truly makes a difference. Now, let¡¯s dive into the chapter! ???? The Guild Conference Lia enters the hall of the guild HQ, barging in with confidence, scanning her surroundings. Strong-looking people are lounging around, laughing, their aura so dense a normal person would suffocate to death. Large sculptures and tall windows line the hall, and a huge flag bearing the guild symbol catches her eye. She murmurs, "Orion Constellation Guild, huh." "Keen as you''ve ever been, Wanderer..." said the guildmaster, heading to his seat. "Everybody already knows. Let us introduce ourselves one by one¡ª" Lia interrupts him, "Drop the formalities and tell me why you invited a merchant to the capital guild hall." The guildmaster chuckles. "Mm! As you wish. The reason for your invite is the immense magic potential you possess. By the gist of our first meeting, I doubted my precision, but now... you know what you have, don''t you? Anyway, you will learn more about yourself soon." "Powers?" Lia questions. "Hey, kid, you don''t need to be this tense. It ain''t sketchy business, I assure you." A man leans forward. "It''s a chance for you to figure out what you''ve got. Wait, I didn''t introduce myself... My name is Zephyr. I specialize in long and mid-distance combat, blessed by the spirit of nature with wind affinity." "You''re a new recruit, huh! You''re such a cutie. I understand that what this red blockhead is telling you doesn''t make sense now¡ª" Seraphina says teasingly. ("Seph! Why break me like that? Aren''t we teammates?" the guildmaster thinks with an awkward smile.) "Like your powers and others, don''t overthink it. By the way, I am Seraphina, the only healer in the guild. I can still fight but not on the same level as the others... I am blessed by the goddess of light with light affinity." "Aww! Seph! Seems like you''ve developed a liking to her. Hmm! She indeed is cute and menacingly strong," says Eira. "My name is Eira. I specialize in defensive and long-range offensive magic for the guild, blessed with light affinity through the spirits of vast oceans. Hope we get along. And don''t get too scared of the men here¡ªwe''ll take care of you." The guildmaster laughs. "The only one scary for us here is you." Eira slowly rotates her face, her expression darkening menacingly. "Huh!?! Wanna fight?" All the male generals in the guild hall let out a relieved sigh and thought at once, "This personality suits her more." "Come on, guys! It''s rude. Let others introduce themselves." Myra sighs. "Aagh! Always quarreling like kids, you two! Ignis and Seph! Anyway, I am Myra. I use water to splash on these hotheads! Just kidding. I am a support unit in battle with my water affinity... Also, we are like family here, so it''s always noisy and bustling!" She laughs awkwardly. Thorne, leaning against the wall, jokes, "Family, huh? Let''s first hope she doesn''t blow us up before breakfast. That aura could fry a whole town!" Lia exclaims, "Wait, what are you all talking about? Is this mana thing that prominent in me? I don''t get it!" Zephyr shakes his head. "What are you saying? It''s leaking from your whole body. You don''t feel it?" "Wha¡ª" Lia starts, but Ember interrupts her. "Stop being an idiot, Thorne! Instead of pointless joking, you should''ve just moved on with the formality... Hey, newbie, you don''t mean that you''ve been pointlessly wasting loads of mana like a lifeless temple crystal, huh?" The guildmaster interjects, "You all are intimidating her. Let her speak and instead of overwhelming her, try to properly introduce yourselves first and build a connection. (With a serious face and soft voice) You want to be fried?" "Sorry, guild mas¡ª" Thorne sighs. "I am Thorne. I usually fight on the front lines and as a mid-range fighter, blessed with the thunder affinity." With a loud sigh, Ember says, "I am Ember. I am usually a support fighter, but I also use fire magic for long-range combat and physical enhancements. I wield the same fire affinity as the guildmaster and was blessed by the holy goddess of flame." She is interrupted by a deep rumbling voice. "Ha ha ha! Power alone isn''t enough. She will need control. Ignis, I''m not a mage, but I can tell she is uselessly wasting a lot of mana!" says Granite. Ignis nods. "I know. That''s why she is here. She''s way too valuable to throw away as a merchant." "Ha ha ha! As sly as ever, guildmaster. I don''t blame you. Anyways, I am Granite, the tank of the guild. I was blessed by Mother Earth with earth affinity. Let''s get along." Ignis pushes his chair back and stands up. "Okay, so here I announce her as the guild''s new 8th general of the Orion Guild." Ember''s face drops in shock. Eira''s eyes widen. Thorne freezes mid-read. "WHATTT!!!" they all exclaim. Objections rise from Ember and Thorne. "She is just a 19-year-old with immense mana who doesn''t even know how to control it yet! This could be dangerous! Did your brain get messed up, Ignis? May I zap your senses back?" Ignis replies calmly, "Train her!" (Silence fills the hall.) "Train her like you train yourselves. Well, I didn''t introduce myself... I am Ignis, the guildmaster of the great Orion Guild." Support the creativity of authors by visiting the original site for this novel and more. Ember protests, "You tell us to train her, but can she even handle it?" "Don''t worry. She will adapt. I am sure," says Ignis. Eira laughs softly. "What an interesting kid to craft her liking on the guildmaster... Very well, we shall train you. Any objections?" A brief silence follows, then, one by one, everyone nods in agreement. Lia shouts, "Wait! What are you all deciding for me? I have a job and a little brother to return to! What''s with this nonsense? I am leav¡ª" "Already did it," the guildmaster cuts in. "Your negotiation terms and documents are finalized. Your brother''s studies are now supported by us. He''s transferred to one of the top academies here in the capital. He will be shifting here soon." "Heeeh?! What did you say? Is it true?" Lia gasps. "You''re messing with me! How did you even do this?!" The guildmaster smirks. "I''ve told you before, but I will tell you again... I have my ways. His sharp grin deepens. "Welcome to the Orion Guild, our 8th general - Lia Lumestria Caerhiel." The Fall of the Wanderer The battle raged on. Through the reflection in Lia''s right eye, the image of the guildmaster trembled¡ªhis face contorted in horror. Blood drenched her features, her right arm''s skin tattered and raw. His voice broke through the chaos, desperate and shaking. "Stop it! You''re going berserk¡ªyou''ll destroy everything!" But Lia stood resolute. The moment she turned her head away, ignoring him, a dark cleave tore through the air toward her face. She barely moved¡ªjust enough to let it pass. The attack struck the mountain rubble behind her, triggering a massive landslide. Boulders tumbled down in an avalanche of destruction. Her gaze snapped toward the Demon Lord. The instant she blinked, he vanished¡ªonly to reappear right in front of her in a split second. A broad, blunt weapon, not meant for slashing but pure impact, swung toward her. With barely a moment''s reaction, she raised her arm to block it. CRACK! The sheer force of the blow sent her body bending unnaturally before she was hurled to the ground like a comet. She smashed into the earth, carving a massive crater, a thick dust cloud rising from the impact. Her body trembled. Barely able to keep up with the immense strain, she exhaled sharply, feeling the goddess''s presence within her, cold and unfeeling. "Did I misjudge this body''s strength? No... I''m simply pushing it beyond what I predicted would be necessary to seal him." A flicker of light coursed through her broken arm. Without hesitation, she snapped it back into place, a faint glow mending it partially. Then, she shot upward from the dust cloud, her shattered form still moving with terrifying force. At the peak of her ascent, she materialized a longsword of pure light. The Demon Lord, momentarily caught off guard, could do nothing as she cleaved through his shoulder. A luminous arc of destruction erupted, carving a massive ravine into the battlefield. The devastation left the watching generals petrified. They barely had time to register the blood splattering, the carnage, the destruction. The Demon Lord staggered, snarling, "You cannot def¡ª" Lia''s wicked laugh cut him off. "Mm! Ahaha... So fun, so fun, so fun¡ª" She took a deep breath, then her voice dropped to a chilling whisper. "But playtime is over." A small, pearl-like light fragment appeared in her hand. It stretched, elongated, and divided into intricate glowing lines. With a mere flick of her wrist, they formed into an octahedral cage, eight shimmering faces trapping the Demon Lord inside. He roared in agony, his monstrous screeches deafening. Then, she swayed her hand, and hundreds of magic circles appeared inside the cage, each firing at different angles simultaneously. The once-blinding light began darkening with sheer intensity. A massive rune circle formed beneath the containment. "Koff¡ª" Blood spilled from Lia''s mouth, yet her expression remained unchanged. "LIA, STOP!" The guildmaster''s voice cracked with desperation. "If you don''t stop, the island will be destroyed! We''ll have no choice but to attack you!" Lia barely reacted. She shifted her gaze slightly, dismissing their words. In an instant, the guild generals launched their assault¡ªa storm of flames, thundering arcs, massive boulders, piercing ice lances, and a phoenix-like inferno surged toward her. Winds roared, magic clashed. She merely raised her fingers. A golden ripple spread through space, and for a brief moment, all attacks halted mid-air before vanishing, consumed by the divine abyss of light. Lia had transcended human limits. Her veins pulsed with an eerie glow, the empty socket of her left eye leaking pure mana. Her mortal body was never meant to wield such power¡ªyet she did not stop. The battlefield fell silent. The very essence of mana itself dissipated from the air, swords dulled, enchantments shattered. For the first time, the generals felt true fear. Lia exhaled, momentarily staggering. Yet, even as a shattered vessel, she remained standing. The generals knew they had to stop her¡ªbefore she destroyed more than just the battlefield. Then, in an instant, she vanished. Thorne, the strongest among them, barely had time to react. She reappeared before him, and instinctively, he swung his greatsword in an attempt to parry. "Lia! Get back to your senses¡ªwhat happened to you?!" A clash. A parry. A desperate block. But then¡ª SLASH! Thorne''s right hand was severed. Even his synthesized steel could not withstand the raw force of Lia''s strikes. The ground beneath him cracked under the sheer weight of her blows. His breaking point was near. Another strike¡ª Another block¡ª Granite''s sword shattered upon impact. Before another second passed, Lia flew upwards, screaming in agony. A second blade of light materialized in her grasp. What followed was an onslaught¡ªsavage arcs of destruction slashing through everything in sight. The battlefield was painted in blood, and one by one, Seraphina, Ember, Thorne, and Granite fell, their bodies unable to withstand her merciless assault. The remaining generals, though terrified, pressed on, knowing they had to wear her down, waiting for the moment she would break free from this madness. Then, it happened. A golden explosion erupted from Lia''s back. Her blade disappeared, her eye rolled lifelessly, and she plummeted. THAASH! The Light Goddess withdrew from her vessel. Her once-radiant body dimmed, the divine veins now mere cracks leaking blood. Cold winds swept over her torn form. Distantly, she saw her comrades rushing toward her, their figures hazy. Their voices¡ªso close yet unreachable. With the last of her strength, she muttered, "Wh...at was tha¡ª" Then¡ªdarkness. Lia the Wanderer¡ªthe hero who once wielded the power of the Goddess of Light¡ªwas gone. The world she left behind would never be the same. The guild members stood frozen, weapons lowered, heads bowed, struggling to comprehend what they had just witnessed. She had been divine. Unstoppable. But in the end, even the strongest hero could break. The light she once flickered had long vanished, and the magic she unleashed could not be undone. Then¡ªthe earth trembled. From the remnants of their battle, unknown beings emerged¡ªnot summoned by the Demon Lord, but by the mana itself. The guildmaster, drenched in blood, felt it deep in his bones. This was not a victory. Eira clenched her fists, voice trembling. "Wasn''t she supposed to save us...?" The guildmaster exhaled sharply. "She did. But at what cost?" The world would remember this battle. The scholars would craft it into a legend, a tale of mankind''s first hero, the great battle, the fall of the Demon Lord. They would simplify it, make it palatable. But those who stood on that battlefield knew the truth. They had seen the hero wield the power of a goddess¡ªonly to be crushed beneath it. They had seen the world nearly break apart. And in its fracture... something new had awakened. Centuries passed. Kingdoms rose and fell. The war between mankind, demons, and gods faded into whispers, half-believed myths. Yet, beneath the surface, something stirred. The echoes of that battle had not faded. The gods had not vanished. The demons had not been destroyed. The ploy had simply changed. And now, in an era that had long since forgotten the war for survival¡ª Something... or someone... was about to remember. Chapter End ..................................................................................................................................... Notice: "Greetings, Noble readers! First and foremost thank you so much for reading and engaging with the story so far! Your support means a lot, and we''d love to hear your thoughts. What do you expect to see next? What has caught your attention? We''re open to all kinds of feedback, whether it''s positive or constructive criticism, as it helps us grow and improve! The introductory chapters have now come to an end, but the journey is far from over! The world is expanding, new challenges await, and the story is about to take even more exciting turns. Stay tuned as we dive deeper into the heart of the conflict. The stakes are higher, the battles fiercer, and the mysteries more intense. Thank you for being part of this journey, and get ready for what''s to come! " ..................................................................................................................................... Chapter 1: Lazybones and the Responsible One "Friendship isn''t about being the same; it''s about balancing each other''s chaos and calm. One lazy step and one responsible push can still lead to the same destination." ..................................................................................................................................... Chapter 1: Lazybones and the Responsible One ?? Quick Note Before You Read! If you¡¯re enjoying the story, please consider leaving a review and rating¡ªit helps a lot and keeps this adventure going! Your support truly makes a difference. Now, let¡¯s dive into the chapter! ???? The Morning Rush The last traces of winter hung in the air as melted snow dripped from the neighborhood''s Christmas trees. The warm sun peeked through the curtains of Kenji Ryu''s room, but it wasn''t enough to keep him from groaning when his alarm clock blared at 6:00 AM. He lazily turned it off and snuggled back into his blanket. Just five more minutes... By the time his eyes fluttered open again, it was 6:30 AM. "Oh no, not again!" Ryu muttered as he jumped out of bed. He dashed around his messy room, shoving books, pens, and who-knows-what-else into his bag. His breakfast consisted of snatching a piece of toast as it popped out of the toaster. With bread dangling from his mouth, he slipped on his shoes and bolted out the door. Pedaling furiously on his bike, he managed to slip into his classroom just as the bell rang. Barely. The Search for Aido The morning classes passed in a blur. By break time, Ryu had only one thing on his mind: finding his best friend, Aiden "Aido" Rys. After a fruitless search through Class 2-D and a couple of hangout spots, Ryu sighed, rubbing his temples. He knew exactly where Aido would be. Ryu pushed open the door to Aido''s room without knocking. The sight was all too familiar: Aido sprawled out on his bed, blissfully asleep, completely ignoring the world outside. "Aido! Wake up!" Ryu yelled, pulling the blanket off his friend. When that didn''t work, he resorted to slapping him. Aido groaned, pulling a pillow over his head. "Five more minutes..." "Five minutes my foot!" Ryu grumbled, giving Aido''s shoulder a shake and, for good measure, a gentle kick to his rear. Eventually, Aido dragged himself out of bed, half-asleep and entirely unbothered. Ryu had to practically shove him into clothes to get him ready for the day. The Convenience Store Detour Once they were finally on their bikes, Ryu took the lead, pedaling aggressively through the streets. The scenery blurred past them: a wide bridge over a sparkling river, colorful spring forests, and a mountain shrouded in clouds. Aido, trailing behind, marveled at the view¡ªuntil his stomach let out a loud growl. You might be reading a pirated copy. Look for the official release to support the author. "Hey, there''s a convenience store!" Aido called out, pointing to the side. "Let''s stop for a snack." Ryu groaned. "Seriously? You just woke up!" But he gave in, following Aido inside. Aido grabbed a meat bun, and Ryu picked a sweet coffee. Aido, being unusually generous, paid for both. They were halfway through enjoying their snacks when Ryu glanced at the clock near the bus stop. His eyes widened. "Break time''s over!" The two scrambled back to school, trying to sneak in unnoticed. However, their luck ran out at the hallway, where they encountered Mr. Theodore Brookshade, the school''s notoriously strict teacher. He was busy signing the attendance register when he caught sight of the duo attempting their usual routine of slipping in as if it were just another ordinary day. Trouble with Mr. Brookshade "Late again, Ryu? And Aido, I see you''ve decided to grace us with your presence," Mr. Brookshade said, his sharp gaze boring into them. Ryu bowed deeply, stammering out an apology. Meanwhile, Aido stood there with his hands shoved in his pockets, his posture slouched and his eyes half-closed, as if the lecture was nothing more than background noise. His laziness only seemed to fuel the teacher''s frustration. After a scathing lecture, Mr. Brookshade walked off, leaving Ryu fuming. While walking to the class... "Why is it always because of you that I get into trouble?!" Ryu snapped, shaking Aido''s shoulder. Aido rubbed his eyes and yawned. "Relax, you''ll live." Before Ryu could stop himself, he swung a fist. Aido, caught off guard, blocked poorly, and Ryu''s punch grazed his cheek. The entire class, which had been quietly watching the scene, gasped in unison. Ryu froze, his anger replaced with instant regret. "Oh no... Aido, I¡ªI''m so sorry!" Aido straightened up, touching his cheek where a small red mark was already forming. He shrugged. "No big deal. Just don''t punch me next time." Whole class was watching but no one seemed to care much. A classmate who sits next to both blockheads nudged Ryu. "You better get him to the nurse''s office before Mr. Brookshade sees that." The Nurse''s Office The nurse''s office smelled faintly of herbs and antiseptic. Nurse Viola Dawnstone gave Ryu a knowing look as she used healing magic to soothe Aido''s cheek. Aido leaned back in the chair, looking as if he might doze off again. Meanwhile, Ryu sat by the window, lost in thought. He gazed out at the horizon. The sight of students practicing magic in the courtyard below brought a pang of longing. Ryu had no magical affinity like Aido''s. All he had was his determination¡ªand his best friend''s infuriating laziness to deal with. A Walk Home The final bell rang, signaling the end of the school day. As they walked home together, Ryu tried to convince Aido to start coming to school more regularly. "You missed three months at the beginning of the year! You''re going to fail at this rate," Ryu lectured. Aido smirked. "Maybe I''ll transfer to the magic academy. With my affinity, I''d fit right in." Ryu rolled his eyes. "You? The weakest in the academy? Good luck with that." "You''ve never seen my actual power", Aido smirks. They both laughed, their footsteps echoing down the empty street. When they passed a vending machine, Ryu stopped to buy two cans of coffee. Handing one to Aido, he cracked his open and took a long sip. "Caffeine is the best," Ryu said, sighing contentedly. Aido grinned. "I could sell my soul for caffeine." Ryu snorted, and the two dissolved into laughter. By the time they reached home, the day''s chaos felt like a distant memory. Despite everything, their bond was stronger than ever. Chapter End ..................................................................................................................................... End-of-Chapter Note If you enjoyed this chapter or have any thoughts, I¡¯d love to hear them! Whether it¡¯s something you liked, something that felt off, or any suggestions, feel free to share. I¡¯m always open to feedback, criticism, and discussions to make the story even better. 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