below the ancestral palace located at the back of the newly built royal place the is a secluded chamber used only by the direct descendent it boast a rich mana vein and houses the secret arts only known by the royals only , Rael Lunaris drew a deep breath. The air was beside him—the **Lunaris Secret Mana Art *inscribed onthe walls. he had falshes of memories Within his mind swirled the echoes of a past filled with triumphs and tribulations, family dynamics, and rivalries. As these memories flooded back, they painted a vivid picture of the royal family he had once belonged to—a family steeped in legacy, power, and an intricate web of emotions. Rael leaned back against the cool stone wall, allowing himself to be transported back to the heart of the Lunaris Kingdom royal palace, where the echoes of laughter mingled with whispered secrets in the grand halls of the palace. The kingdom, with its majestic spires and lush gardens, was an emblem of strength located on the northern continent,

As the chamber doors swung open, a blaze of golden light spilled into Rael Lunaris’s underground sanctuary. It mingled with the lingering traces of mana that danced like wisps of smoke in the air, alive with the energy of his recent transformation. He stepped into the light, feeling the warmth envelop him, signaling a new dawn. The contrast was stark; the confines of the chamber had bestowed upon him a peace rooted in introspection, while now the world outside surged with life, movement, and the whispers of destiny awaiting him. Rael took a moment to steady his breathing, allowing the vibrant atmosphere of the royal capital to seep into his lungs. The grand city of Lunaris was a mosaic of life, with its lush gardens, majestic towers, and the ever-present symphony of activity that soon swallowed him whole. From the slanted rooftops to the cobblestone streets below, the kingdom radiated vibrancy. In the distance, the palace glimmered like a jewel under the midday sun, a symbol of autho

Dawn broke over the Royal Capital of Lunaris, its warm rays illuminating the banners flapping in the morning breeze. The banners of Lunaris hung proud against the clear sky, each a testament to their kingdom's legacy and warrior spirit—a spirit that was now on the cusp of an arduous campaign. Troops from houses across Lunaris were being mobilized, prepared to face an encroaching threat that came not only from the east but from multiple corners of a world well-versed in betrayal and ambition. As Rael Lunaris stood on the castle battlements, surveying the sprawling fields below, a mixture of excitement and gravity weighed on his heart. The ground was stirring with life, armies gathering as if drawn by the ethereal pull of fate. A summary of the military arrangements had settled before him, each number echoing as a pulse in his consciousness. The total force of the Lunaris Kingdom’s military stood at about 147,000 knights; however, more than half had already deployed with King Avin to

Nestled amidst sprawling hills and interconnected waterways, the **Caldris Coalition** emanated opulence and opportunity. Founded two centuries ago by the ambitions of seven great merchant families, it had grown into a formidable force—a burgeoning nation that ranked among the world's greatest commercial hubs. Its wealth rivaled and sometimes surpassed that of other established powers, including Lunaris, setting a dichotomy between its trading prowess and military might. Within the Coalition, blossoming wealth was its lifeblood; even though their martial capability may have faltered, their coffers overflowed, allowing them to purchase loyalty through hired swords and mercenaries.The founding families, each powerful in their own right, united their ambitions under a single banner—the **Caldris Coalition**. **House Avernor**, known for their expertise in metalwork and armaments; **House Lareth**, masters of trade and commerce; **House Gildren**, artisans of fine goods; **House Dorian**

Part 2: Shadows of AmbitionThe first light of dawn broke across the eastern border, casting the fortress in a soft glow. Rael Lunaris stood again at the ramparts, now overlooking a sea of soldiers who readied themselves for the day’s conflict. Tension hummed in the air, thick like the morning fog that swirled around their ankles. Each knight felt the weight of the impending battle, an amalgamation of fears and unchained ambitions.Rael turned his gaze from the horizon to the expanse before him, where **Bennir**, **Rowan**, and **Lord Braden** gathered in solemn discussion. The air was charged with anticipation as plans coalesced into a unified front, destinies intertwined as they terrified and exhilarated him in equal measure.“Today, we show our resolve,” Rael said, his voice steady and resonant amidst the murmur of planting banners and adjusting armaments. “Trust in our preparation,Bennir nodded, his expression sharpening with focus. “It is vital that we maintain a united front, a