Serpens arrived at the hospital, his heart filled with excitement and relief. He had been waiting for this moment for what felt like an eternity - the moment when Rose would finally be discharged and he could take her home. He just couldn't contain the excitement that surged through him when Dr. Sun called to inform him that Rose was ready to be discharged home. Finally, he'll be with the girl he loves once again.He made his way to her room, where Doctor Sun was waiting to brief him on her condition."Good news, Serpens," Doctor Sun said with a smile. "She's made a full recovery and is ready to go home. Just make sure she gets plenty of rest and follows up with her medication."Serpens beamed with joy, feeling a weight lift off his shoulders. He thanked Doctor Sun, who quickly helped him up call Inspector Lui, who was already at the hospital, to come and help Serpens take Rose home.Together, the three of them made their way to the car, with Inspector Lui taking the driver's seat wh
The evening unfolded like a dream, with a candlelit dinner set before Serpens and Rose, a soft music playing in the background, and tender moments shared by the two of them.It's been exactly two weeks since Rose www discharged from the hospital, and she had fully recovered. Memories of how she landed up in the hospital finally came back to her, as she recalled the night of the storm and how Winter had tortured her cruelly.Serpens apologized and Rose forgave him. She really hated fighting with Serpens, and now that she was back, she wanted them to make up for all the time she was away in the hospital, looking forward to a romantic night with Serpens.Being with Serpens once again, made those feelings resurface, and she yearned for some intimacy, some shared moments of emotional connection.The night was a magical one, a night to remember, a night that would stay with them forever. Serpens' heart swelled with joy as he looked into Rose's eyes. Feeling a surge of confidence. The atmo
As the class section came to a close in Draketown University, students began to pack up their belongings and file out of the classroom. Serpens, still gathering his things, was greeted by Tiara, who approached him with a curious expression."Hey, Serpens! Welcome back! I've missed you in class," Tiara said, eyeing him with a hint of concern. "Why haven't you been coming to class for the past three days? You weren't sick, were you?"Serpens looked up, feigning surprise, but a hint of a smile played on his lips. "Oh, I just had some personal stuff to take care of," he replied, trying to brush it off. "I'm fine, thanks for asking."Things were really different in this parallel universe where Serpens now lived, as everyone's seems to be friendly with him, even Tiara, reminding him of his time in the future where Tiara had been one of his most helpful allies.Tiara raised an eyebrow but didn't press the issue. Instead, she waited for Serpens to finish packing up his belongings, chatting wi
"You'll retrieve it for me, or you'll witness Xin's demise firsthand," the voice threatened, its tone chillingly resolute.Serpens was overwhelmed by the gravity of the situation he found himself in. He just didn't understand why he just couldn't find some peace and quiet. Just when he thought everything will be okay, trouble begins once again.Now that the SFX-chip was resurfacing, he could already tell that even the dragons will be heard of soon enough. Though he hadn't seen Winter since he returned, he could already begin to have the feeling that Winter would show up soon enough.Life had been far simpler when he was just an ordinary student living with his sister and not having to worry about so much. However, since the day he got fused together with Doromu, a lot had really changed, and more were still changing, having been thrust into a whirlwind of trouble and danger, with adversaries seemingly lurking around every corner.Serpens just couldn't help but wonder what this strang
Flynn was consumed by fear as he was ushered into a room where he was informed that someone awaited him. The armed men accompanying him made it abundantly clear that any attempt to resist would have dire consequences, upon his brother, Jeremy and his grandmother.Upon entering the room, Flynn's gaze fell upon a figure wearing a hat, his face turned away from them."Hello, Mr. Flynn," the man greeted."Who are you, and what do you want?" Flynn demanded, his voice laced with apprehension."Excuse us," the man ordered the guards, signaling for privacy."Who are you? Show your face!" Flynn's voice rose, prompting a chuckle from the mysterious figure."You would do well not to raise your voice, Flynn. I possess the authority to end your life here and now," the man asserted, his words instilling a palpable sense of dread in Flynn.He casually reached for the glass of wine beside him, taking a sip before resuming his ominous monologue. "Your brother , Jeremy is in my custody, and his fate re
Flynn swung open the front door, exhausted from his encounter with the man who had threatened him earlier, asking him to break into Jack's officer and get the SFX-chip, of which he had no idea what it was.He knew quite alright that what they were requesting him to do was quite a daunting task, but he there was nothing else he could do. Jeremy's life was in danger and that was the only way to save him, by breaking into Jack's office and stealing the SFX-chip.Immediately, he opened the door, just as he had expected, he was met with the presence police officers scattered throughout the living room, their faces somber. It was obvious someone or probably his grandmother had informed the police officers about Jeremy's disappearance.He wished he had arrived soon enough to prevent the involvement of the police in the whole thing. He knew involving the police could only complicate the entire situation, and he didn't want any thing to happen to his beloved little brother Jeremy.As he scanne
As the evening sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the quiet neighborhood, a sleek black car pulled up in front of Serpens' house. The car's engine hummed softly, a low, almost menacing sound that blended with the rustling of the trees. The doors of the car opened simultaneously, and out stepped George and his men, who had been instructed by Jack to find Rose and bring her to him. Each one of them was dressed in dark, tailored suits that matched the car’s polished exterior. Their faces were stern, unreadable, and their movements precise, as if they were accustomed to working together without a word exchanged.George approached Rose’s front door. His polished shoes clicked against the pavement, each step purposeful. Two others flanked him, their presence formidable and unwavering. They rang the doorbell once, and it echoed through the stillness of the house.Inside, Rose had just begun to relax with a book when the unexpected sound jolted her. She wasn’t expectin
The atmosphere in the café grew tense as Rose sat across from Jack Brynner, still reeling from the shock of seeing him here. Jack had always been a figure shrouded in mystery and power, but nothing could have prepared her for the bombshell he was about to drop.Jack leaned forward, his eyes fixed on Rose with an intensity that made her heart race. "Rose," he began, his voice calm but laced with something deeper, "there’s something important I need to tell you, and I'm very sure it'll come as a surprise to you,""What's that sir?" Rose managed to ask, trying to hide her discomfort.She just couldn't help but wonder what people around her would begin to think when they see her with Jack Brynner. She just hoped the meeting would end soon so she could return home, as she was already beginning to regret why she had even agreed to come with the men in the first place."I could be your father." Jack dropped the bombshell.The words hung in the air, heavy and surreal. Rose blinked, her mind s
The priest stood solemnly at the edge of the grave, his weathered hands clasped around a simple wooden cross. His voice, steady and calm, reverberated through the air as he spoke the final prayers, his eyes reflecting the sorrow of the moment. The soft rustle of leaves was the only sound as Rose was laid to rest, the earth slowly covering her.Serpens stood nearby, tears silently welling up in his eyes, his heart heavy with grief. As the ceremony ended, people began to approach him one by one. Xin placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, his face solemn. Lan, always reserved, offered a quiet nod of respect. Serena’s eyes shimmered with unshed tears as she whispered her condolences. Dr. Sun, with a grave expression, grasped Serpens' hand in solidarity, while Inspector Lui, ever the stoic, simply said, "I'm sorry." Finally, Tiara approached, her eyes filled with understanding and empathy, and she gave him a brief, supportive hug.After everything was said and done, as the crowd disper
In an instant, Rose disappeared into the portal, her figure merging with the energy of the Dragon Stone. There was a flash of blinding light, and the portal sealed shut, its power absorbed into Rose’s being. The energy of the Dragon Stone flowed through her, and the stone itself crumbled to dust, its dark power dissipating into the air.Serpens and Xin watched in awe, their hearts heavy with the sacrifice that had just been made. Rose had given herself to save the world, her courage and selflessness breaking the cycle of darkness that had threatened to engulf them all.For a moment, all was quiet, and then, from the stillness, a gentle breeze began to blow, carrying with it the promise of a new dawn."No!" Serpens cried as he rushed towards her. Rose fell on his arms, her form as cold as ice. "Don't leave me, Rose," Serpens cried. "Please come back," The strange lady spoke, "This was bound to happen, greet dragon. She's your fourth sage, the one who would help you win the war agains
Serpens struggled to his feet, his heart pounding with fear and frustration. Winter was too strong, even with the combined might of the dragon lords. They couldn’t overpower him—not like this. But what frightened him more was the sight of Xin, now standing on the rock, her hand trembling as she raised the dragon stone toward the point where the sunlight met the sea."No!" Serpens cried out, his voice breaking with the weight of his despair. But his words fell on deaf ears. Xin, lost in Winter’s spell, placed the stone on the rock. The moment the stone touched the surface, the sunlight intensified, its beams converging on the stone and then spreading outwards, enveloping Bahamut in a blinding light.The light was quickly swallowed by a sudden darkness, a pitch-black void that seemed to emanate from Bahamut himself. The last chain around the dragon’s neck glowed fiercely for a brief moment before shattering into a thousand pieces. The sound of the chain breaking echoed like thunder acro
The Third World Sea stretched endlessly before Serpens, a vast expanse of shimmering waters that reflected the dark, starless sky above. The air was thick with a mystical energy, a sensation both familiar and foreign, tugging at the edges of his consciousness. As he stood on the shore, the quiet lapping of waves against the rocks was the only sound, but Serpens could feel the presence of something ancient and powerful nearby.From the depths of the sea, a massive form began to rise, the water cascading off its scales like liquid silver. Doromu emerged with a grace that belied his immense size. His golden eyes, warm and wise, fixed upon Serpens with a gaze that seemed to peer into the very depths of his soul. The dragon’s scales shimmered with a soft, radiant light, contrasting the dark waters around him."Welcome, Serpens," Doromu said, his voice deep and resonant, echoing across the stillness of the sea. He lowered his head in a deep, respectful bow. "Great Dragon, it is an honour to
The uproar in Draketwon that night increased people ran to find safety from the threats of the dragons which descended upon the city like a flock of birds.It wasn't long after that the armed forces of Draketwon set into action. Helicopters, their blades slicing through the night air, emerged from the darkness. It was a show down of the humans versus the dragons, as fire bathed the entire city like a flood.The roar of the engines filled the cockpit as Captain Marcus Rourke, the seasoned leader of the air force squadron, adjusted his headset. His eyes were steely, focused on the horizon where plumes of smoke rose from the city below. The once-vibrant metropolis was now a war zone, engulfed in chaos as dragons soared through the sky, their fiery breath raining destruction upon the streets.“Echo Squadron, this is Captain Rourke,” he spoke into the radio, his voice calm but laced with urgency. “We’ve got eyes on the target. Multiple dragons are engaged, laying waste to the city. They’re
Tiara sat at her usual spot in the school courtyard, the sun dipping lower in the sky as the hours ticked by. The news of the Zorvath's going through Serpens' locker in school, had become the news of the day, but that wasn't her problem.Her concern was in the fact that Serpens whom he had called to tell what had happened didn't show up in school. She couldn't help but wonder why he didn't show up after he told her he was already on his way when she called him earlier that day.After the first set of classes of the day, she decided to go to the courtyard and hoped that before the afternoon classes would commence, Serpens would show up.Her gaze flicked anxiously toward the school gates every few minutes, hoping to see Serpens' familiar figure stride through. But as the shadows lengthened and the students trickled out in groups, laughing and chatting, there was no sign of him.By now, the courtyard was almost empty, save for a few stragglers. Tiara’s worry had shifted to a gnawing unea
As Serpens pondered Zorvath's enigmatic riddle, a figure emerged from the trees surrounding the lake. It was a young woman with piercing green eyes and long, curly brown hair. She approached Serpens with a confident stride, her gaze fixed on him."Ah, Serpens," she said, her voice husky and mysterious. "I've been searching for you. My name is Lyra, and I possess knowledge about your past and your connection to Xin."Serpens's eyes narrowed, unsure if he should trust this stranger. But something about Lyra's words resonated deep within him."What do you know?" he asked, his curiosity piqued.Lyra smiled, her eyes glinting with secrets. "Let's just say that I can help you unlock the truth about your draconic powers and the reason behind Winter's pursuit."Zorvath, who had been watching the exchange, suddenly spoke up. "Lyra, you shouldn't be here. This is a matter between Serpens and me."Lyra turned to Zorvath, her expression unfazed. "I'm afraid I have a stake in this too, Zorvath. Se
The morning routine was almost automatic. Serpens crossed the room to his wardrobe, where his clothes hung neatly on the door. As he buttoned his shirt, his mind kept drifting back to the urgency of his quest, the need to find Xin and the draconic gem.After pulling on his trousers and fastening his belt, Serpens moved to the bathroom. He splashed cold water on his face, the chill waking him up fully. He stared at his reflection in the mirror—his dark hair tousled from sleep, his eyes sharp and alert despite the fatigue that lingered at their edges. With deliberate care, he combed his hair, making sure every strand was in place, trying to impose order on at least this small part of his life.He grabbed his school bag, checking to make sure he had everything he needed: books, notebooks, the pendant that Professor Layton had given him back then, was still there—a small token that served as a reminder of his mission.Before leaving his room, Serpens took a moment to gaze out of the wind
The night was a gentle embrace, soft and inviting, perfect for slipping into the realm of dreams. The sky was clear, a deep velvet canvas dotted with a thousand twinkling stars that seemed to pulse with a quiet, rhythmic light. The moon, full and luminous, bathed the world in a silvery glow, casting long, soft shadows that danced lightly across the ground. A cool breeze whispered through the trees, rustling the leaves in a soothing lullaby that filled the air with a sense of calm and serenity.The world seemed to have slowed its pace, the hustle of the day giving way to a peaceful stillness. The sounds of the night were gentle and comforting—the distant chirp of crickets, the occasional hoot of an owl, and the soft rustle of nocturnal creatures moving about their nightly routines. Even the air itself felt different, cooler and lighter, as if it carried the essence of dreams within it, urging all who breathed it in to close their eyes and drift away.The scent of blooming jasmine and n