Novels by Choco bear

A voice. Faint, yet firm. Calling him. "Wake up." Shiro's eyes fluttered open. His vision blurred for a moment before settling on the btight space around him. Shiro then looked up at the figure standing before him. His breath hitched. The man was tall, his skin a deep crimson, glowing faintly in the darkness. His eyes, golden and piercing, held a calm authority. His hair, long and flowing like fire, carried a power Shiro could feel in his bones. He looked exactly like him—Shiro. No. I look like him. Shiro thought. Was he??? "You... you're Elro," Shiro whispered, his voice hoarse. The figure smiled. "Yes, I am." Shiro stared at him, his mind racing. Elro. The great savior of Serevaal. But why was he here? Why was he standing before him, speaking as though he had been waiting for this moment? "Why are you here?" Shiro asked, his voice laced with confusion. Elro's expression remained calm. "I should be asking you the same, young hero. Why are you here?" Shiro frowned, loweri

Liora stood firm as Cora’s helper returned and gestured for her to enter. Ryn shot her a wary glance, but she stepped in without hesitation. The chamber was dimly lit, the scent of burning incense hanging in the air. Cora sat at a low table, with a cup of tea in her hand, looking as composed as ever. "Liora," Cora greeted with a small smile. "I wasn’t expecting a visit…. from you at least. Shouldn’t you be resting?" Liora met her gaze, masking the storm inside her. "I feel fine now." Her voice was steady, but there was the slightest edge to it. "I needed to see you, Protector." Cora arched her brow. "To see me?" She took a slow sip of her tea. "How flattering." Liora sat across from her, never breaking eye contact. "I wanted to ask about Shiro." Cora didn’t even flinch. "Shiro? The little one, have you found or heard from him?" "Oh, you're aware that he’s missing," Liora said carefully. "You wouldn’t happen to know anything about that, would you?" Cora exhaled softl

Liora stirred awake, her body heavy with tiredness and exhaustion. The orb had drained all her strength, but she was recovering slowly and refused to stay in bed any longer because she was getting better anyways. Slowly, she swung her legs over the side and forced herself up, ignoring the lingering ache in her limbs. The room was dimly lit, the candles flickering from the draft seeping through the cracks in the stone walls.She was alone this time. Zerix had visited her earlier today, his voice tight with worry as he told her about Shiro that had been taken. He informed her on how the council was searching for him, but no trace had been found. The news had sent a chill down her spine, yet another weight added to the storm of unease building up inside her.She knew something. She just needed answers.Liora turned towards the bookshelves lining the far wall, each shelf packed with texts on elements and it's elemental powers, it's history, and the legends of Serevaal. But… Lio

Shiro groaned as he woke up, his whole body aching. His arms were tied behind his back, and his wrists burned from the rough ropes. His head hurt, and he could smell damp earth around him. Grass twigs stuck in his messy hair, and the ground beneath him was cold and hard.He tried to open his eyes.Nothing.A blindfold.Panic rose in his chest, but before he could say anything, a voice spoke. "When the protector loses strength, shadows consume the light."Shiro froze. "Beware the one whose path is hidden in plain sight."His breath caught. Those words…They were the same ones written on the dungeon walls—the ones Shuifeng had translated. The footsteps moved closer."What do you want from me?!" Shiro shouted.A low chuckle. "Have you ever thought about what those words mean, human boy?"Shiro stayed silent as the man stepped even closer. He felt a warm breath near his face, then—sniffing. The man was sniffing himShiro tensed. “Disgusting." Shiro thought to himself The man ignored

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