2025-03-02 13:40:01The wolf blew a gust of wind. "Because you have proven yourself worthy of receiving power, I shall grant you the power that is rightfully yours."
Alkan's eyes gleamed at what he heard. He no longer questioned who was speaking in his mind or what kind of trial it was referring to. His focus was entirely on the power that was about to be bestowed upon him. "Accept the power I offer you," said the mysterious wolf, and from its body emerged a purple flower. The purple flower floated toward him and entered his body. At that moment, Alkan lost consciousness. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a ceiling adorned with gold. He abruptly sat up. Was it all just a dream? Alkan furrowed his brows. He didn’t think about where he was; instead, his attention was on the power the wolf had given him. He quickly got out of the large bed and went to the terrace. Standing ther
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