Evan walked with determined steps, but suddenly stopped in the middle of his journey. Something important struck him—he had forgotten the way back to the Ironfist family residence. Evan felt a moment of confusion. The city of Arcadia had changed so much during his time trapped in Tenebros, and the streets that were once familiar now seemed foreign to him. He considered whether he should fly and get a bird's-eye view, but quickly realized that would attract unwanted attention. Flying over the city with his strange clothes and suspicious appearance was not a wise idea.While contemplating, Evan felt hungry and finally decided to sit down and enjoy the food he brought with him. He prepared a piece of venison he had hunted earlier. The meat was simply roasted, yet its aroma and taste brought a certain nostalgia. It was the best venison he had ever eaten, perhaps not because of its flavor, but because of how much he had missed such food after years trapped in a foreign world. After finishi
The battle against the Falling Dragon raged on, with the Ironfist Hunters giving their all. Yet, the colossal dragon seemed invincible. Its tough scales and extraordinary magical resistance rendered every attack they launched ineffective.Sergio, Pablo, and John, usually the group’s main protectors, struggled in vain. Their shields were shattered in an instant by the dragon's acidic breath. “We can't hold it back!” Sergio shouted, despair etched on his face.Aria and Celeste, who had been fighting tirelessly, began to feel frustration. “Our attacks aren't leaving any real wounds!” Aria exclaimed as she hurled her weapon with all her strength, but it still had no effect on the Falling Dragon.Jena, still attempting to use her ice magic, alongside Hugo with his fire aura, had no success. “All our efforts are in vain!” Jena cried, her voice echoing through the cave in frustration.Alaric, a highly skilled archer, continued trying to target the dragon's eyes. “We need an attack that can p
Evan approached the Ironfist family’s group outside the dimensional gate with quick steps. His disheveled appearance, clad in rough, dirty animal skins, made several members of the Ironfist family prepare to attack. They assumed this figure might be a new threat. However, Evan quickly raised his hands in a gesture of surrender and shouted with a voice full of conviction."Who are you?! Stop right there!!" one of the guards yelled, raising a sword towards Evan."I am Evan Walker, an ally of the Ironfist family from the past!" he shouted, trying to ensure that everyone could hear.The name Evan Walker, long remembered, sparked doubt and astonishment among them. The Ironfist family, especially those who had been with the family for a long time, knew that Evan was dead. His strange and filthy appearance added to their confusion. They exchanged glances, finding it hard to believe that the figure standing before them was truly the Evan they knew."Impossible!" one of the guards exclaimed. "
Aria and Celeste struggled to stand, leaning on each other in their weakened state. They stared in disbelief at the battle unfolding before them. The dragon that had nearly killed them all was now under immense pressure. Evan, with his extraordinary agility and strength, was overwhelming the beast, forcing it to lose control.Celeste pinched her arm, trying to confirm that this wasn’t a dream. “Aria, is this real? Are we really seeing Evan fight that dragon?”Celeste could only nod, tears of relief streaming down her cheeks. “I never imagined I’d see this day. He… he’s really back.”The battle within the cave was a breathtaking spectacle. Evan moved with a speed and precision that the massive dragon could hardly match. Wielding the Blade of Eternity, every slash and thrust from Evan was perfectly coordinated and lethal. The dragon, once an impressive force with its power and resilient scales, now seemed like a mere plaything against Evan's incredible abilities.Evan deftly dodged ever
That night, after years of disappearance, Evan stood before a mirror, gazing at his reflection that had changed so much. The large mirror in the room reflected a figure who had undergone numerous transformations. His once black hair had turned white, a transformation possibly caused by age or the effects of years spent in Tenebros. His formerly robust physique now exuded more authority. He had left behind a past filled with hardships and now stood as a new person, shaped by his journeys and experiences. Evan carefully tidied himself up. He shaved the mustache and beard that had grown over the years in that foreign place. Now, his clean-shaven face radiated an aura of tranquility and strength. His long, flowing white hair gave an elegant yet powerful impression, reflecting all the experiences and sufferings he had endured. His sharp gaze, now filled with wisdom and calmness, stared back from the mirror, as if challenging himself to keep moving forward. He felt as though there was a pa
The next day, Evan walked slowly toward the medical room, each step weighed down by the burden he carried. The atmosphere around the room was calm yet filled with tension. Doctors and nurses were busy tending to the wounded, and the smell of antiseptic filled the air.Evan opened the door to the medical room and stepped inside. Inside, Liam lay on the bed, his face pale and tired. A large bandage covered one of Liam's arms, and though he tried to appear strong, the pain was evident on his face. Liam looked at Evan with eyes full of gratitude, though he couldn’t fully express how much Evan's presence meant at that moment.Evan approached and stood beside Liam's bed. "Liam," he greeted softly, "how are you feeling?""Better than yesterday," Liam replied. "Thank you for coming, Evan. I'm grateful to see you again."Evan glanced at Liam’s left arm, which had to be sacrificed in the fight against the falling dragon. "I'm sorry I was late. If I had come sooner, maybe this wouldn't have happ
Evan left Riley's room with a lighter heart, his steps carrying him toward the training grounds. As he entered the area, he was greeted by a scene vastly different from what he remembered. Intense training, the clash of weapons, and enthusiastic cheers filled the air. This was where the Ironfist family members trained hard, and Evan could sense the strong atmosphere of determination and dedication.He stepped to the edge of the field and observed the martial artists practicing under the guidance of an instructor. Zeke, the leader of the elite squad who had once gone to fetch Evan during the battle against Darius, was seen leading the training. Though Zeke appeared older and more authoritative than Evan remembered, his movements were still full of agility and confidence.Evan approached Zeke with a smile. "Zeke, it's good to see you again. I can see you all have made impressive progress."Zeke turned and smiled. "Evan, you're back at last! We were all so happy to hear you were safe and
After an exhausting day, Evan finally sat with his parents in the warm and cozy living room. Maria, sitting beside him, held his hand lovingly, unable to believe that her son had truly returned. Daniel sat in the chair next to her, watching Evan with a look of pride and relief."So, tell us about what you've experienced all this time," Daniel said, his voice full of curiosity. "We're all eager to hear about your journey."Evan began recounting his story with enthusiasm, sharing the various experiences and challenges he had faced over the years. He talked about the new world he had entered, encounters with various creatures, and the lessons he learned throughout his journey. Maria and Daniel listened intently, occasionally asking questions or expressing their amazement.In the middle of their warm conversation, Aria approached them. Her presence brightened the atmosphere even more. Aria, who had become part of the Ironfist family during Evan's absence, seemed very close to the family.