The late afternoon sun cast a warm glow over the neighborhood as Serena made her way to the assisted living facility where she had decided to visit for her voluntary project work.The whole purpose of the project was to visit the elderly people who had lived in Draketown for at least fifty years and most preferably those who were born there to gather enough information regarding the current deaths in Draketown for the school's end of year magazine publication.As she walked into the facility’s courtyard, she noticed old man Xue sitting alone on a bench, enjoying the fresh air. His silver hair gleamed in the sunlight, and he seemed lost in thought. Serena approached him with a friendly smile.“Good afternoon,” she said softly. “Do you mind if I join you for a moment?”Old man Xue looked up, his eyes twinkling with curiosity. “Not at all, young lady. Please, have a seat.”Serena sat down beside him, taking in the peaceful surroundings. “My name’s Serena. I’m on a school's project assign
Serena couldn't hide the pride that surged through her after her meeting with old man Xue. She had always known that there was something special about her grandmother but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.She was still on her way going home when she heard someone call out to her. Turning around, she saw Cheong. She recognised him as one of the guys who had picked on her then."What do you want?" She sneered at him."I've come to apologize for what happened the other time. I didn't mean to pick on you. I know what I did was wrong." Cheong said, feigning remorse. "I'd really want us to start on a much better ground."Serena looked at him, a feeling of suspicion washing over her. She could feel that there was something quite strange in Cheong's sudden appearance to apologize to her. It's been over two months they picked on her making her wonder why he had only decided to apologize now."Tell me why I should trust you. What exactly do you want from me?" Serena asked, her anger risi
The flashing red and blue lights of police cruisers bathed the area in an eerie glow as Inspector Lui and his partner, Inspector Chan, arrived at the crime scene. He and Inspector Chan were somewhere close by when Serpens's call came in, prompting them to rush down to rush down to the crime scene as soon as possible.Since the current deaths in Draketown started happening, agents of the CIA have been dispersed all over the city to ensure that the lives of the citizens are protected and to act swiftly should they notice anything strange.They pushed through the gathered crowd, their faces set in grim determination. Ahead, they saw Serpens waiting, his expression a mix of concern and frustration. The lifeless body of the young man still lay on the ground, the unmistakable skull marked stark against his chest."Serpens," Inspector Lui called out, approaching him. "What happened here?"Serpens shook his head. "I'm not sure. No one seems to know what happened. We just heard an uproar out
That night, Serpens fell into a restless sleep, the weight of recent events pressing down on his subconscious. The name Dimitis de'nom kept echoing in his ears like the relentless cry of an abandoned baby.As he drifted off, he found himself in a strange, ethereal landscape. The world around him shimmered with an otherworldly glow, and a soft, almost haunting melody filled the air. In the distance, he saw a figure approaching—an ethereal version of Xin, Old Xue's granddaughter whom he had healed months back.His surprise was palpable as he pondered why she had come to meet him in his dream. He took a firm stance waiting for whatever advances she'll make whether positive or negative."Serpens," she called out, her voice echoing like a whisper in the wind. "What do you want?" Serpens asked, his eyes glinting in bewilderment."Have you found the stone bearer?" Xin asked, taking Serpens by surprise."How do you know about the stone bearer? Who told you?" He asked, his curiosity piqued.
As they waited, old man Xue observed Serpens with a curious, yet understanding expression. "You know, my granddaughter told me about how you helped her. She's spoken very highly of you."Serpens nodded, feeling a mix of humility and urgency. "I had a vision last night. She came to me and told me she's the stone bearer. It's crucial that I speak with her. There's something important we need to do before the solstice."Old man Xue's expression grew serious, a hint of concern crossing his features. "I see. The prophecy... I had hoped it wouldn't come to this, but it seems fate has other plans."Before Serpens could respond, they heard footsteps descending the stairs. Xin appeared, her face lighting up with surprise and relief when she saw Serpens."Hey, it's you," she said, hurrying over to him. "I didn't expect to see you here.""I had to find you," Serpens said, standing up to meet her. "We have a lot to talk about. Your grandfather was just telling me about the prophecy."She glanced
Serena excused herself from the frantic search, stepping into the hallway to make a call. Her mind raced as she dialed Cheong's number. She couldn't help but feel that he was the one who had taken the flash drive.He had come to take her out earlier and had showed him around the house. Taking him to every part of the house, even as far as to Serpens's room.She knew she shouldn't have done that but she felt so comfortable around him like they've always known each other. It was the first time she'd be feeling something so special for a guy.All her life, she had been tagged weirdo by her classmates. It was one reason she had no friends. No guy had ever asked her out before and no one seems to be interested in her even if she was already eighteen.Cheong was the first guy who had shown interest in her and had told her that she was beautiful. He was also the first guy who had bought her a flower and had complimented her dress sense.She had grown to love him in the short while that they'
Serpens had spent the evening on Rose's side. He kept running his fingers through her face silently wishing for the day he'd see her beautiful eyes again.The fact that there was no one to come and always watch over her in the hospital, made him feel sad. Rose was an orphan and had no knowledge or whatsoever of who her parents were.She had struggled alone till she crossed paths with Serpens. He kissed her cheek, her slow and steady breath brushing past his face."I love you," he whispered, even if he knew Rose wasn't hearing. It would be the first time he'd say those words to her."You miss her, don't you?" Dr. Sun said, startling him. He had no idea she had walked into the ward."Yes, I do. So much," Serpens replied with all sincerity."How's it going? Have you found her? The stone bearer." Dr. Sun asked."Yes I have. But I don't know what to do now that I've found her. I am so helpless right now." Serpens confessed.Dr. Sun placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "You are not alo
Serena opened her eyes slowly, her head pounding and her vision blurry. She blinked several times, trying to make sense of her surroundings. The room was dimly lit, with stone walls that gave off an eerie, cold feeling. She didn't recognize the place at all. Panic began to rise as she struggled to remember how she got there. The last thing she recalled was being with her boyfriend Cheong a couple of hours ago.Cheong had finally asked her out and she had accepted. Things have happened so fast that they'd kissed a couple of times, almost leading to something else. She had never felt what she felt towards Cheong for any guy before and she had really grown to love him.She had gone out with Cheong and they had had a good time together. Everything had been so perfect, sharing a couple of heartwarming kisses. She couldn't help but wonder if it was Cheong who had brought her there but it wasn't looking like it, as there was nothing romantic about the room.The walls were adorned with photo
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