Novels by Choco bear

The festival was alive with vibrant energy as Shiro, Mei, and Yuki wandered through the lively streets. Lanterns of every color swayed gently overhead, casting a warm glow over the crowd. Performers juggled flaming torches while some merchants called out, advertising their wares. The air smelled of roasted chestnuts and sugary treats, making it almost impossible to resist stopping at every stall.“This is insane!” Mei exclaimed, her eyes sparkling as she glanced at a nearby booth selling tiny, glowing trinkets. “They really went all out this time. It's very lively and big, even amidst all that's happening now.”Yuki smirked, nudging her playfully. “ That's right, Mei, and try not to blow your whole allowance on those glowing rocks there.” he said as he caught her staring at them.“They’re not rocks!” Mei huffed, crossing her arms. “And don’t act like you’re not eyeing that grilled meat skewer stand over there.”Yuki’s stomach growled, betraying him, and he shrugged with a sheepish gri

Alaric cleared his throat, breaking the heavy silence. “We need to address the orb’s instability. Liora’s condition is proof that we are wasting so much time in stopping the Dark One.”Rexar leaned back in his chair, his large arms crossed. “We’ve been quite lenient on this matter for a while. Don't you think? That's why the orb keeps getting unstable, this is nothing different. The Dark One’s influence is seeping through already. I can feel it. Or maybe someone within the council, tampered with the orb.”“You know that can't happen, this council is guarded.” Alaric replied sharply, “This is an anomaly, it's the Dark One.”“An anomaly or not, the orb almost killed one of us! How many more anomalies are you willing to accept before we act, Protectors”“Enough,” Zerix said firmly, his voice cutting through their budding argument. “We’re not here to argue. We’re here to find a solution.”Cora, who had been quietly observing the exchange, leaned forward slightly. Her tone was fierce but

He wiped the sweat from his brow, casting a sideways glance at Yeuhan. “What now?” he asked, his voice strained but determined. Yeuhan watched him for a long moment, his expression still unreadable. "Now?.” Shiro wiped his forehead, his body trembling slightly from the exertion. “I thought you were going to kill me,” he muttered under his breath. Yeuhan’s laugh was low and dark. “I could, but where’s the fun in that? You’re still too weak, Shiro. The real challenge comes when you stop relying on physical force and start listening to your elements.” Shiro frowned, trying to make sense of what Yeuhan was saying. “So… control?” Yeuhan's eyes sparkled with an edge of amusement. “More than that. It’s about connection, I'm sure you've been told. You can’t force your elements to obey. You have to ask them, listen to them, guide them with your will.” Shiro didn’t fully understand, but he nodded anyway. He was learning—although at a pace he never thought possible. Before he could say an

The soft glow of the new day painted streaks of amber across the waypaths of Serevaal. Shiro walked briskly, his mind swirling with Cora’s words. " It requires someone capable of wielding all four elements in harmony. Someone… like you.” Her voice echoed in his head, refusing to let him rest.But how could he possibly break the seal if he hadn’t even mastered one element fully? His abilities were raw, unrefined, and the weight of expectations felt heavier than ever.Shiro hesitated at the threshold of Yeuhan’s secluded house. He had found himself there after long consideration of visiting. The place emanated a quiet power, its wooden walls lined with intricate carvings of elements. It was a silent testament to the Old man that lived there.Shiro knocked. No answer. Again. No answer.“Yeuhan?” Shiro called, now pushing the door slightly ajar. The room inside was dimly lit by shafts of sunlight breaking through the wooden shutters. Shiro moved further, finding another door. Curiosity g

Shiro sat on the edge of his bed, the weight of the past few days pressing on his chest. His thoughts kept circling back to what had happened back at the council—just like everyone, he wanted answers. And he also felt bad for Protector Liora. The air in his room felt heavy, suffocating. He couldn’t stay there any longer. He looked over at Korin who made faint sleep noises before leaving. Stepping out into the stillness of the area, Shiro moved toward a quiet corner where he often found peace. The training grounds had been eerily quiet since the council’s decision to pause all sessions due to what happened. Two days of restless waiting had done little to calm his nerves and his elements. As he sat on the stone bench, a prickling sensation ran down his spine. Someone was watching him. He stood abruptly, spinning around, his eyes scanning the shadows. “Who’s there?” His voice was firm, though his heart raced. No answer. He exhaled sharply, turning back to his seat—only to find hims

Shiro and Korin made their way to the council’s healing chamber, their steps brisk with concern. The air was heavy with tension, whispers of what had happened already spreading through the grounds and quarters.“Do you think she’s okay?” Korin asked, his small voice laced with worry.“She has to be,” Shiro replied, though his tone lacked certainty.As they approached the healing chamber, two council guards stepped aside, allowing them in. Inside, the room was filled with an eerie glow. Liora lay on a raised platform, her usually vibrant aura dimmed. A HELPER stood over her, hands glowing faintly as they worked to draw the orb's energy from her body.Alaric, Zerix, and Rexar stood nearby, their faces in dismal.“Shiro, Korin,” Zerix acknowledged, his voice soft but strained. “You’re here.”“How is she?” Shiro asked immediately, his eyes darting to Liora.“She’s stable,” Alaric replied, his usual calm voice filled with unease now. “But the energy from the orb… it’s taking time to