Scene 1: The Silence Before the Break
Silence.
Real silence — the kind that presses on the ribs and makes the air feel wrong.
Reen's body still twitches in the wall. No one moves. Not even Momonato.
Maiku stands before her. Blade low. Eyes hollow. Heat rising.
His fists glow. Not with light — with heat.
Burning coal-red. Skin blistering.
He lets go of his weapons — not with fear, but instinct.
And then — the whispers.
Not outside. Inside.
Lysera: "You were never just my student. You were the blade."
Drakna Soigetsu(Maiku's Father) : "Sky-Fire is more than rage — it's control over it."
One of his old enemies: "You held back that day. You didn't need to."
The air thins. The world shrinks.
Maiku breathes in once — like it hurts.
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Scene 2: Sky-Fire Awakens
His veins spark.
Lightning under skin.
His pupils constrict to slits.
He remembers the story — told in hushed tone by firelight.
His dad's voice: "Sky-Fire blood is sacred. When awakened, your body burns but doesn't break. Your will becomes flame."
And then—
It ignites.
His muscles thicken. Not like a brute — like a weapon being reforged.
His stance becomes animal. Dragon-like.
Eyes glow faint amber. His breath steams like smoke from a volcano's throat.
Momonato speaks for the first time since Reen fell.
Momonato (smiling wide): "Oh dear. I guess I have to kill you... and put you in a better place. Like I did to my Feeders."
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Scene 3: God Fights Back
Maiku lunges. No roar. Just action.
Each step cracks the ground.
His first punch caves in Momonato's stomach—he coughs up blood.
The second uppercut snaps his neck back.
The third — a kick to the side — sends him reeling.
Momonato tries to retaliate — vine whips with thorns strike.
But Maiku's fists are too hot. The whips burn before they hit.
Maiku steps in. Two more strikes. A brutal toss into a wall.
Then — a savage kick.
To the groin.
Momonato howls — a thousand voices overlapping in pain.
But then he laughs.
He laughs so hard, the lair starts shaking again.
He spreads his arms.
And evolves.
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Scene 4: The Bloom Rises Again
The whips regrow — now with thorns dripping venom.
His chest opens like a blooming flower — more vines, more eyes.
Momonato (grinning): "Let me show you what I really am."
Momonato roars.
The room darkens.
From the cracks in the lair — they come.
Bloomed Ones.
Once people. Now... spores with limbs. Eyes gone. Mouths wide.
Gift: "...they're not supposed to be here."
Jakku: "They're here."
Matthew looks at Reen, then lifts her carefully out of the wall. She gasps — in pain, in horror.
Reen (whispering): "Is that… still Maiku?"
Gift (setting his stance): "We hold the line.He holds the blade."
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Scene 5: Unstoppable
Maiku looks around. His breath heavy. His knuckles steaming.
Momonato is bleeding. But smiling.
Maiku growls.
Takes a step forward.
But then—
Momonato lifts his arms — spores spin like halos.
And the Bloomed Ones scream.
Final line:
> "With one last breath, Momonato raised the bar even higher. Will our heroes win or will they fall to the Bloom."
> "WHAT DO WE DO NOW?!"
To Be Continued....
Narrator :
Sometimes, the silence before a storm says more than thunder ever could.
Chapter 26 was that silence breaking — not with sound, but with fire.
What began as paralysis… became ignition.
Maiku, the quiet storm, finally burned.
We witnessed the awakening of Sky-Fire — not just a power, but a legacy forged in restraint, purpose, and bloodline. It wasn't rage that set Maiku ablaze. It was clarity. It was pain. It was love made molten by grief.
Reen's body in the wall wasn't just a blow to the team — it was the strike that shattered Maiku's dam.
And in the silence after, he became something more.
Not a soldier.
Not a boy.
A weapon.
For the first time, Momonato bled. For the first time, he laughed with fear. And that laugh? That wasn't victory.
It was desperation wearing a mask.
Because even as Maiku cracked ribs and burned vines, the Bloom was never just one man. No, it's a disease. A faith. A curse. And now it's crawling through the walls, through the cracks, through what's left of the world.
The Bloomed Ones have come.
The final line wasn't just a cry of panic.
It was a question screamed into a void filled with spores and blood:
What do we do now?
And here's the truth...
Not everyone is going to survive the answer.