The two-faced devil

A Happy Family

Once upon a time, in a small house, a middle-aged man named Kivan lived with his wife Elika and their three children. Kivan was the manager of a clothing store, while Elika was a kind and caring housewife. Their two daughters, Anusha and Elisana, were university students, and their son, Gill, was still in school. They had a joyful life and were always happy together.

A Terrifying Night

One night, Kivan and his family went out for dinner. When they returned home, they saw an unknown person sitting at their dining table, calmly eating their food. Kivan, shocked, stepped closer and asked:

— "Who are you, and how did you get into our house?"

But the man gave no response and continued eating. Kivan sensed danger and tried to stop him, but suddenly, the stranger grabbed his hand and, with an axe, cut it off. The screams of Elika and the children filled the house. The unknown man continued eating, and after finishing his meal, he brutally beheaded Kivan and sliced Elika in half from the waist up.

Anusha, one of their daughters, was severely wounded, and her neck was cut just like her father's. Gill, their son, suffered severe injuries, losing one of his eyes and one of his legs.

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The Arrival of the Police

Meanwhile, their other daughter, Elisana, was forcibly taken away. Twenty minutes later, the police arrived at the house and were met with a horrifying scene—Kivan's entire family had been slaughtered, except for Gill, who was severely wounded. He was immediately rushed to the hospital.

Survival

A few days later, Gill regained consciousness, only to face a bitter reality—he had lost one of his eyes and one of his legs. The police came to question him about the incident, but he was too traumatized to speak. The doctors asked the officers to postpone their questions due to the severe shock he had suffered.

A New Fate

After three months in the hospital, Gill recovered and was discharged. His severed leg had been replaced with a prosthetic, and his injured eye was covered with an eye patch. As he stepped out of the hospital, unsure of where to go, a mysterious man suddenly approached him.

The Mysterious Man

Gill, filled with curiosity, asked, "Who are you, and why did you approach me?"

The mysterious man, who seemed to know Gill, replied, "I have been sent by God to train you so you can take revenge for your family."

Gill hesitated for a moment before asking, "Is it really possible for me to avenge my family and find my sister?"

The man nodded. "Yes. Come with me to my lair."

Gill agreed but asked, "What should I call you?"

The man answered, "Call me Yar."

Without knowing what fate awaited him, Gill followed Yar into the unknown.

Chapter 2: Secrets of the Past and the Beginning of Training

Gil arrived at the hideout with Yaar, a place where the walls were covered with old maps and notes. Yaar, with a deep gaze, said to Gil:

Yaar: "I know you have many questions in your mind that have been troubling you."

Gil: "Yes, I want to understand who killed my family."

Yaar: "To be honest, I don't know who he is or what his goal is. He has traveled to all lands and killed everyone who resembles you. His main target is you, and now you are the last one who needs to be destroyed."

Gil was shocked by this and asked:

Gil: "Who are you and how do you know all this?"

Yaar: "I am a traveler of time, and in the past, I was a detective who caught killers. But this killer, he's someone I could never catch. He is the one who killed your family."

Gil: "If he killed everyone like me, why did he leave me alive and only take my eye and my leg?"

Yaar: "This question has always troubled me as well. Perhaps he wanted to leave you alive so that you could find him and get answers to your questions. But you need to know, you must be ready to take revenge, because he is much stronger than you think."

Yaar continued: "You need to train for seven years to learn all the necessary skills to get your revenge. We will begin your training now."

Gil's training involved martial arts, time travel, and the use of various weapons. However, these exercises were tough for Gil, who had lost an eye and a leg. Therefore, Yaar adjusted some of the exercises so he could do them more easily.

Yaar made a prosthetic leg for Gil and then covered both of his eyes to help improve his other senses. Over time, Gil became accustomed to his prosthetic leg. The training became harder every day, and Gil gradually adapted to the physical and mental pressure. He slept only four hours a night and trained for twenty hours a day, determined to take revenge.

Two years passed, and Yaar told Gil:

Yaar: "It's time for us to spar and see how much you've improved."

Gil accepted, both excited and fearful. The fight began. Gil attacked first, attempting to punch Yaar, but Yaar swiftly caught his punch and threw him aside. Gil crashed into the wall with his prosthetic leg and quickly charged at Yaar again. But once again, Yaar evaded his attacks.

This time, Gil gathered all his strength to hit Yaar, but Yaar dodged the attack and delivered a strike that sent Gil flying further. Gil ran towards Yaar with all his might, but once again, Yaar caught him and slammed him into the ground with a single punch.

The fight ended with Gil's defeat. He realized that he still had a long way to go and needed to train harder to reach his true power.

Chapter 3: The Final Battle and Preparation for Revenge

Gil accepted his defeat and said with determination:

Gil: "Master, next time I will definitely defeat you."

Yaar: "I am looking forward to that day."

The next day, Gil resumed his training. Every year, he fought Yaar four times, and each time he was defeated. Seven years passed, and Gil still had not been able to defeat Yaar. He was slowly becoming tired and hopeless. Yaar said to him:

Yaar: "Gil, come, get ready for the final battle."

Gil accepted, both excited and desperate, and they began the fight again. This time, Gil managed to land the first punch and hurt Yaar. With every punch he threw, Gil showed his progress. Yaar thought to himself: This kid has truly grown. It's time to fight him more seriously.

Yaar grabbed Gil's punch firmly and, with a single strike to his face, knocked Gil off his feet. Blood flowed from Gil's mouth. However, Gil did not give up; he grabbed Yaar's hand and headbutted him. His hand was freed, and he struck Yaar's face, sending him flying backward.

With a powerful leap, Gil landed on top of Yaar and was about to land the final blow, but to his surprise, Yaar surrendered and said:

Yaar: "You won! Now you are ready for revenge, and your new journey begins."

Yaar continued: "In these seven years, you have endured a lot, and throughout your journey, you will gain many experiences. But you must be prepared, because stronger enemies are on your path, and you will grow stronger as well."

Gil: "Master, how strong is that man?"

Yaar: "He is very strong. He can destroy a city with a population of five million."

Gil: "What is his name?"

Yaar: "No one knows his name. Everyone calls him 'The Half-Faced Devil.'"

Gil: "Why do they call him 'The Half-Faced Devil'?"

Yaar: "Because half of his face is burned."

Gil: "Have you fought him?"

Yaar: "Yes, I fought him."

Gil: "Well, who won?"

Yaar: "The Half-Faced Devil won and blinded one of my eyes."

Gil: "Can I defeat him?"

Yaar: "No, with your current state, you might only be able to land one blow on him."

Gil: "You've trained me, so why can't I defeat him? Do you not believe in me?"

Yaar: "No, it's not about disbelief. He is much stronger than I am. He is eighty percent stronger than me. I've taught you everything I learned, now it's up to you. You must grow stronger over time and gain experience to be able to defeat him. I believe that you will surpass your limits and defeat him."

Chapter 4: The Journey Towards Destiny

Finally, the day of farewell arrived, and Gil had to say goodbye to Yaar to begin his journey. Yaar looked at him with an encouraging gaze and said:

Yaar: "Never give up! You can defeat the Half-Faced Devil."

Gil: "Thank you, Master."

Yaar: "Safe travels, my dear student. By the way, you must go to the Crystal City. There, you might find a clue about the Half-Faced Devil. This city is very beautiful, but be careful; it is also very dangerous. There is a person there named Tarkon. When you find him, give him this message, and he will help you. Now go, and safe travels."

Gil set off on his journey, and while walking through a forest, a demonic monster, three meters tall with a hideous face, six arms, and three legs, suddenly attacked him. Gil quickly dodged and collided with a very large tree. The tree was uprooted and fell to the ground. Gil tried to attack the monster and threw a powerful punch toward it, but the monster dodged and threw Gil with one of its hands. Gil crashed into another tree, blood pouring from his mouth, and he lost consciousness.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the country, in Nova, the Half-Faced Devil had attacked and caused great destruction. However, he was driven away by a mysterious figure—someone two meters tall, with a masked face and white hair. This person was the hero of Nova, known as The Devil Warrior. After driving the Half-Faced Devil away, the people cheered for him and invited him to the royal palace.

After being cheered by the prince of Nova, this person suddenly vanished. The prince asked the minister:

Prince: "Where did he disappear to?"

Minister: "No one knows where he goes. He only appears when there is danger and then vanishes."

Prince: "Excellent! I want to have this person on my side. When I become king, he must be my soldier and stay by my side."

Chapter 5: Shadows in Nova

The Kingdom of Nova, with its beautiful and majestic architecture, seemed to shine under the sunlight. However, this beauty could not conceal the dangerous shadows and hidden betrayals. People walked through the streets, awaiting good news about the Devil Warrior, the hero who had recently driven the Half-Faced Devil out of the city.

Scene in the Royal Palace

Prince Nova, sitting on his royal throne, looked at his advisors with concern. Two advisors, dressed in luxurious robes with serious expressions, stood before him.

The prince asked:

Prince: "Are you sure there is treason at work in the kingdom?"

One of the advisors replied:

Advisor 1: "Yes, we are certain. Even the Half-Faced Devil couldn't enter the kingdom without permission, nor could he break the shields that were built to protect the kingdom."

But the other advisor, standing in the shadows, his face barely visible, quietly said:

Advisor 2: "We must be cautious. Do you know how many enemies there are in this city?"

In the Streets of the City

Meanwhile, the Devil Warrior, with his tall stature and masked face, was walking through the streets of the city. The people respected him and paid their respects upon seeing him. However, he didn't feel comforted by their admiration. In his heart, there was a deep doubt about the possible betrayals that might be forming in the shadows.

He recalled the events of the past few days and remembered how, just the day before, in the battlefield, he had seen fear and terror in the eyes of the people of Nova. He knew the city was still in danger, and new threats might emerge soon.

Conversation with the Advisors

The Devil Warrior appeared at the royal palace and approached the prince.

Devil Warrior: "I've heard that your advisors are discussing new dangers. Are you hiding something from me?"

The prince looked at him and, surprised by the sudden appearance of the Devil Warrior, said:

Prince: "Yes, we have some concerns. It feels like some individuals in the kingdom are trying to destroy and create chaos. We must stay vigilant against these threats."

The prince looked at Aria and said:

Prince: "Aria, are you also worried about these new threats?"

Aria, emphasizing her words, replied:

Aria: "Yes, we must act quickly. There are rumors of traitors among the advisors. We cannot allow the shadows to rule this city."

The Devil Warrior, impressed by Aria's courage, agreed:

Devil Warrior: "We must work together to identify these threats and protect the people."

Aria, a warrior with extraordinary powers and advanced combat skills, was known as both an advisor and an ally to the Devil Warrior. Currently, she was investigating new threats in the city of Nova. Her determination and bravery made her a hero among the people.

With Aria's arrival, the Devil Warrior and the prince quickly devised a plan to assess the dangers in Nova. As a strong and independent warrior, Aria would play a key role in uncovering the truth and fighting against the betrayals.

Danger Lurking

After their discussion, the Devil Warrior walked through the streets, carefully observing his surroundings. He needed to find out who was behind these conspiracies. Were there really traitors among the king's advisors?

Suddenly, a shadow quickly passed in a corner of the street. The Devil Warrior immediately ran toward it. Could this shadow be a sign of betrayal?

In the end, with strong resolve, the Devil Warrior set out to uncover the truth and protect the people of Nova. He couldn't let the shadows of treachery fall upon the city.

Chapter 6 : The Truth in the Shadows

The city of Nova was in a state of anxiety and concern. The Devil's Warrior and Arya were on the hunt to uncover the truth about the betrayals and new threats. While the streets were filled with worried and anxious people, the Warrior made his way to his secret hideout to contemplate the new information.

Scene in the Warrior's Hideout

The Devil's Warrior sat in a dark and dimly lit room. The walls were covered with thick curtains, and there was no sign of his presence here. He had spread the city maps on an old table, carefully examining the details.

Suddenly, the door opened, and Arya entered!

"Arya, I was looking for you. I thought you might be here," Arya said with a worried tone. "We need to investigate these new threats more."

The Warrior nodded in agreement. "Yes, but this is a safe place to talk. We must be careful not to be seen."

The Search for Truth

Arya said to the Warrior, "There are rumors in the market about traitors. But we must be cautious, as this information might reach the wrong ears."

The Warrior pointed to the maps, "Let's investigate. If we're looking for answers, we need to make use of any information we get. Perhaps we can find a trail of the traitors."

The Search for Information in the Market

As the Warrior and Arya made their way toward the market, the Warrior said to Arya, "We need to ask the people we know. But remember, in this city, we can't trust anyone."

In the Market

In one corner of the market, the Warrior and Arya approached two townsfolk. One was an anxious middle-aged man, and the other was a young woman with eyes full of fear.

Arya cautiously asked, "Excuse me, have you heard anything about traitors?"

The middle-aged man glanced nervously around and then said, "Yes, some of us have heard talk about traitors among the advisors. But be careful, because these people might be listening to us."

The young woman added, "We must protect ourselves. The shadows are closing in, and an attack may come soon."

Returning to the Hideout

After hearing this news, the Warrior and Arya quickly made their way back to the Warrior's hideout.

On the way, the Warrior said to Arya, "This information will help us. We must act with more caution and not let the traitors remain hidden in the shadows."

At the hideout, they went to the main room.

"Arya, we need to proceed with caution. If anyone finds out we're investigating, it could be dangerous for both us and the people of Nova."

Hidden Masks

At that moment, one of the advisors, who had been listening carefully to their conversation, smiled mysteriously and walked toward the exit, plotting his betrayal in his mind.

Arya and the Warrior

"Arya, we must keep an eye on these advisors. They may be behind these conspiracies," the Warrior said.

Arya nodded and said firmly, "We need to uncover the truth as soon as possible. The shadows cannot rule this city."

In the Heart of Betrayal

In the Devil's Warrior's secret hideout, everything appeared calm. The thick stone walls protected him from the dangers of the outside world. But the Warrior couldn't find peace. His thoughts were tangled, and he felt that shadows of danger were closing in.

Arya, with her exceptional skills, had been helping the Warrior investigate the possible betrayals in the city of Nova. But could she herself be part of this conspiracy? That question sat like a poisonous seed in the Warrior's mind.

While the Warrior sat in the corner of the room, staring at the city maps, he suddenly heard footsteps outside. His heart raced. Was it Arya? Or perhaps someone else?

The door opened, and Arya entered. She had a smile on her face, but the Warrior sensed that this smile was not genuine. "Hello, Warrior. Are you still investigating the threats?"

The Warrior cautiously replied, "Yes, I think something is taking shape in this city. I can't carry this burden alone."

Arya moved closer and said, "We must trust each other. If there are truly traitors among us, we can only uncover them by working together."

But the Warrior couldn't shake the thought of how Arya had come to this hideout. Did he truly trust her? Or perhaps she had information about him that she was hiding?

The Warrior looked at Arya intently and said, "How did you get here? No one knows about this place."

Arya seemed a little startled but quickly answered, "I just wandered the streets and listened to rumors. Some people in Nova know you're here."

This answer did not convince the Warrior. He felt that Arya knew something more than she was letting on. "Arya, if you truly trust me, you must tell me what you know."

Arya's expression changed, and fear and doubt flickered in her eyes. "I only want to help you. I don't know anything else."

But the Warrior sensed a lie in her words. He decided to stay silent and keep his doubts to himself.

At that moment, the doorbell rang. The Warrior, sensing danger, went to open the door. No one was there, but he felt a threat lurking.

The Warrior knew in his heart that the shadows were closing in and he had to be prepared. He looked at Arya and realized that he needed to be cautious. Could he trust her, or was she one of the traitors? Time would reveal everything.

Chapter 7 : War in the Shadows

The city of Nova stood on the brink of a great war. The streets were filled with rumors of an imminent attack, and the people lived in fear and dread. In the midst of it all, the Devil's Warrior and Arya were preparing fiercely.

In the Royal Palace

Prince Nova, with a worried face, looked at his advisors and warriors. "We cannot let the enemy attack the city. We must act quickly."

Arya stood beside him and firmly said, "We must gather all our forces and defend the people as soon as possible. The betrayal among the advisors could make things harder."

One of the advisors spoke with concern, "There are rumors of traitors among us. We must be cautious of those closest to us."

The Devil's Warrior stood in the corner, paying attention to the silence and tension in the room. He felt that he must identify the danger and protect the people of Nova.

In the Streets of the City

While preparing for the war, suddenly the roar of enemies could be heard in the distance. The army of Shadow Soldiers had attacked the city. Fear crept into the hearts of the people as they sought shelter.

The Devil's Warrior, with courage and strong will, rushed into the battlefield. He sprinted toward the enemies and struck them with unparalleled strength. But in the midst of the battle, the Warrior realized that Arya was not beside him. The feeling of distrust grew stronger in his heart.

The Great Battle

A massive battle began. Both sides fought fiercely, and blood stained the ground. The Devil's Warrior attacked the Shadow Soldiers with all his might, and with every strike, he felt that he was getting closer to his enemies.

But suddenly, the scream of one of the warriors echoed in his ears: "Betrayal! There is betrayal among us!"

The Devil's Warrior looked around with hesitation and realized that Arya was talking to one of the Shadow Soldiers. His heart raced faster. Had Arya betrayed him?

He quickly ran toward Arya and, with the sounds of battle and screams in the background, shouted, "Arya! What are you doing?"

Arya, with a face that showed no concern, looked at him and said, "We will join them. You will never understand the truth."

The Devil's Warrior stood in shock and denial. Was Arya really a traitor? This question pierced his heart like a blade. He couldn't believe that someone who had been by his side would betray him.

The Real Danger

The battle raged on, and during it, the Devil's Warrior made a firm decision. He could not allow betrayal to rule the city. He had to fight Arya and uncover the truth.

"Arya! You cannot come here and betray the people!" the Warrior shouted, raising his sword toward her, preparing for battle.

Arya, with a ruthless expression and a cold smile, responded, "This is just the beginning. You will never understand who I truly am."

A merciless battle began between the Warrior and Arya. Could the Warrior confront her betrayal and uncover the truth in this war?

Chapter Eight: In the Heart of Darkness

The Devil's Warrior stood before Arya with eyes filled with rage and despair. The battle between them raged on fiercely and mercilessly. Arya, using her extraordinary powers, attacked the Warrior relentlessly, and he fought with all his strength to defend himself.

The Feeling of Betrayal

With every blow Arya landed on him, the feeling of betrayal and pain in the Warrior's heart grew stronger. He couldn't believe that the one who had stood by his side and whom he had trusted had truly turned into an enemy.

"Why? Why do you betray me, Arya? We could have won this war together!" the Warrior shouted.

Arya, with a cold smile, looked at him and said, "You will never understand. Power and dominance, that's what I want. You are just an obstacle in my way."

The Endless Battle

The battle intensified, and both sides attacked each other with all their might. Arya, with her swift and agile movements, charged toward the Warrior, challenging him. The Warrior, in an effort to counter, realized that Arya was using her powers effectively, and he needed to focus on her weaknesses as soon as possible.

With a sudden movement, the Warrior charged toward Arya, attempting to catch her off guard. But Arya, with precision and speed, evaded him and, instead, landed a powerful strike. The Warrior was thrown back and fell to the ground in pain.

Doubt and Fear

As the Warrior lay on the ground, a sense of doubt and fear began to form in his heart. Could he really defeat Arya? Should he trust her, or should he distance himself from her?

Arya calmly approached and said, "This is your end, Warrior. You will never stop me. I need real power, and you are just an obstacle."

The Fateful Moment

The battle resumed, and the Warrior, with all his might, charged toward Arya. Using all his abilities, he tried to find her weaknesses and overcome her. In the midst of the battle, the cries of the people could be heard as the fight continued to escalate.

With a sudden move, Arya attempted to throw the Warrior to the ground, but he swiftly spun around and saved himself before attacking her again. At that moment, he realized that Arya was using a dark power, and this power had made her stronger.

The Truth Revealed

After a long and brutal fight, the Devil's Warrior, with a sudden move, surprised Arya and knocked her to the ground. As Arya struggled to rise, she said, "You don't know what you're doing. This is just the beginning."

The Warrior, sitting on top of Arya, said, "I won't let this darkness rule the city. You must be held accountable."

Arya, with a mocking smile, responded, "Accountable? No, I'm after power and dominance, and no one can stop me."

And suddenly, with a swift move, Arya disappeared, leaving only a shadow behind. In that moment, the Warrior realized that Arya had mysteriously managed to escape from him.

The End of the Battle

The battle ended, but as the Warrior stood on the ground, he couldn't forget Arya's defeat and her sudden disappearance. Could he really defeat Arya? At that moment, he felt that the war was far from over, and new threats were lurking on the horizon.

Chapter Nine: Storm on the Horizon

After Arya vanished, the Devil's Warrior stood amidst the wreckage and destruction left by their battle. Feelings of despair and doubt had taken hold of his heart. He couldn't understand how someone so close to him had now turned into such a dangerous enemy.

Report from the Battle

In the royal palace, Prince Nova and his advisors were discussing the recent events. The Devil's Warrior quickly arrived at the palace, and as he approached the prince, he said with concern, "We must prepare. Arya is a traitor, and we cannot trust her."

The prince, with a worried expression, replied, "Arya was one of our best warriors. How can we trust this claim?"

The Warrior responded gravely, "I realized the truth during the battle with her. She seeks power and cannot help us. She is a threat to the security of this city."

Emergency Meeting

The prince decided to hold an emergency meeting and summoned all the advisors. During this meeting, the Devil's Warrior spoke of his experiences with Arya and the dangers he felt were looming. The advisors listened carefully, but some of them still had doubts about Arya.

One of the advisors loudly said, "We cannot make final decisions based on rumors. We must gather more evidence."

The Warrior angrily retorted, "The evidence is clear! Arya is gathering an army of shadows. She seeks a power that could plunge the entire city into darkness!"

Terrifying News

Suddenly, in the midst of the meeting, one of the guards entered with a terrified expression and said, "The shadow soldiers have attacked the city! They are approaching the gates!"

Everyone in the palace was struck with shock. The Devil's Warrior and Prince Nova immediately rushed toward the gates. People were fleeing in panic, and the sounds of screaming and chaos filled the streets.

The Shadow Attack

The Devil's Warrior and Prince Nova stood at the frontlines of the battle. The shadow soldiers, with terrifying faces and power beyond imagination, charged toward them. The Warrior fought with all his might against the shadows, while the prince, as the commander, tried to organize the army.

The battle raged on fiercely, and blood and destruction were everywhere. The Warrior and the prince worked in tandem, but they could feel a dark force gathering.

The Emergence of Betrayal

In the midst of the battle, the Warrior suddenly realized that Arya was moving among the shadows. With swift and agile movements, she approached him and said, "Soon, I will possess a power you can never fight against."

Staring at her, the Warrior shouted, "You shouldn't have come here! You are nothing but a threat to the people of Nova!"

With a mocking look, Arya responded, "Why do you call me a threat? I hold power in my hands, and no one can stop me."

The Fateful Moment

The battle continued, and the Warrior attacked Arya with all his might. However, Arya miraculously evaded his strikes and vanished into the shadows. In that moment, the Warrior realized that Arya was using her dark powers, and this power could dominate all of Nova.

At the end of the battle, the Warrior and the prince stood amidst the devastation, still facing the challenges ahead. Could they defeat Arya and overcome the shadows?

Chapter Ten: The Final Battle

The city of Nova had fallen into flames and ruin. The Shadow Soldiers, with incredible speed and power, rampaged through the streets, destroying everything in their path. The Demon Warrior and the Prince of Nova, along with the remaining loyal soldiers still on the battlefield, were searching for a way to stand against this deadly threat.

Gathering the Forces

As the Demon Warrior looked around, he realized that the loyal soldiers were losing their morale. He quickly decided to strengthen them. He shouted loudly, "All of you! We stand against the darkness. We cannot let the shadows rule over this city. Fight for your families and loved ones."

The soldiers, with battle cries, joined the warriors and bravely charged towards the enemy. The Demon Warrior also moved forward, fighting the shadows with all his strength.

Confrontation with Arya

Suddenly, in the midst of the battle, Arya emerged from the darkness and fixed a challenging gaze on the Demon Warrior. He said, "You can never stop me. I have gained a power that no one can oppose."

The Demon Warrior responded sternly, "You must admit your mistakes, Arya. The path you've chosen will only lead to destruction."

Arya, with a devilish laugh, replied, "Destruction? No, I am only bringing the beginning of a new era. I intend to rule this city and seize power into my own hands."

Destroying the Obstacles

Meanwhile, the battle was escalating as warriors faced giant, terrifying enemies. The Demon Warrior and Arya engaged in a fierce one-on-one duel. Both attacked each other with all their might, but Arya was using his dark powers, and the Demon Warrior had to summon all his strength to defeat him.

Changing the Fate

During the battle, the Demon Warrior remembered all the efforts he had made to protect the city. He couldn't allow Arya to rule it. In a sudden moment, he used all his power and attacked Arya. His strength was so immense that Arya was caught off guard for a moment.

Arya's Fall

Arya was struck hard and fell to the ground. The Demon Warrior, standing over him, said, "This is your end, Arya. You must accept that this path was wrong."

Arya, slowly closing his eyes, said, "You will never know what awaits you. I will never be alone." And suddenly, he vanished.

Victory Over the Shadows

At that moment, the Demon Warrior felt victory. But there was still doubt and worry in his heart. Was Arya truly gone, or would he return? He had to come to terms with this fear.

Commanding in the Ruins

After the battle, the Demon Warrior and the Prince of Nova stood amidst the ruins of the city. The people of Nova slowly approached them, expressing their gratitude for the victory. But the Demon Warrior was still worried.

He said to the Prince, "We still need to search for Arya. He is a serious threat to us."

The Prince replied, "We will do our best, but now is the time for peace and rebuilding. We must give the people hope."

The Beginning of a New Era

The country of Nova slowly returned to normal. The Demon Warrior decided to stay by the Prince's side, helping rebuild the city and restore security. He knew this was not the end of the story, and many challenges still awaited them.

Meanwhile, Gill slowly opened his eyes and found himself in a dark, strange place. Still disoriented, he heard the roar of a monster approaching him. The creature, towering with an ugly face and glowing eyes, said, "You... you are the son of Kiwan!"

Gill, stunned and terrified, stared at the monster. He could hardly comprehend what he had just heard. This sentence struck him like a thunderbolt, and all his questions flooded his mind in an instant: Kiwan? My father? What connection do we have?

Chapter Eleven: Giel's Awakening

Giel was still in a daze, his body burning with pain and his mind consumed by the words the monster had said to him: "You are the son of Kiwan." This phrase echoed in his head, shaking him to his core. He tried to remember how he ended up in this situation. The last thing he recalled was his fierce battle with the giant monster in the forest. Now, in this dark and mysterious place, he felt something strange; something deep within him had changed.

Giel slowly rose from the ground. He looked around, but all he could see were dark shadows and the distant sound of growls. The monster that had addressed him was still there, but it wasn't attacking. Its glowing eyes were still fixed on Giel, waiting for a reaction from him.

Giel spoke in a hoarse and strained voice: "Kiwan... my father? What are you saying?"

The monster replied: "Kiwan... he has prepared you for a great destiny from the beginning. You are the heir to his power and legacy. What lies ahead of you is beyond your imagination, but you must know the truth about your father and your path."

Giel, with confusion and anger, asked: "My father? What is it that I don't know about him? Why did he never tell me anything?"

The monster laughed: "Kiwan always wanted you to find your own path. He prepared you so you could walk the road that awaits you, with strength. But to know everything, you must return to the land of your ancestors, and there, you will face truths you never imagined."

Return to the City of Nova

At the same moment, in the land of Nova, the people were still reflecting on the victory of the Demon Warrior and the Prince over the shadow attacks. Despite the apparent defeat of Arya, the Demon Warrior still felt a deep unease in his heart. He said to the Prince: "Arya might return. We can't be sure that he's gone for good."

The Prince nodded with concern: "Yes, but right now we must give hope to the people. Nova needs a period of peace and rebuilding."

The Demon Warrior nodded in agreement, but in his heart, doubt lingered. Was this battle really the end of Arya, or was he somewhere in the shadows waiting for a chance to return?

Back to Giel

Giel, still in the dark and mysterious place, suddenly felt an invisible force lifting him from his position. His vision blurred again, and the distant growls gradually faded away. When he regained consciousness, he found himself in a new place. The surroundings were filled with tall trees, and sunlight filtered through the branches, casting light on the ground. He still felt pain, but this time his mind was focused on one thing: finding the truth about his father, Kiwan.

Giel slowly stood up and took a step toward his unknown destiny. He knew that from this moment on, nothing would be the same. The secrets that had been hidden were about to be revealed, and he would have to be ready to face them.

Chapter Twelve: The Ancestral Land

After his conversation with the mysterious monster, Giel, with his mind full of unanswered questions, set off towards his ancestral land. He knew that to uncover the truth about Kiwan, he had to confront his father's past. The place the monster spoke of was a distant and legendary land, one that Giel had only heard about in stories.

Giel headed north. The harsh nature and towering mountains reminded him of his childhood memories. Giel thought to himself that perhaps his father had always been by his side.

Entering the Ancestral Land

After days of traveling through forests and mountains, Giel finally arrived at the stone gates of his ancestral land. This land was said to be the origin of Kiwan's hidden powers and his family's legacy. The gates opened automatically, and Giel stepped into a world that seemed both strange and incredibly advanced, yet oddly familiar. The air was cold and heavy, and every corner of the land was filled with history and memories of the past.

At the center of this land stood a massive, ancient castle that appeared to have been uninhabited for years. The castle was a symbol of the power and heritage of Kiwan's family. Giel took a deep breath and walked toward the castle, his heart filled with anxiety and a burning desire to uncover the truth.

Facing Kiwan's Virtual Image

Inside the castle, Giel found a dark room, its walls adorned with paintings and images of his ancestors. He moved towards the center of the room, and suddenly, a transparent virtual image of Kiwan, his father, appeared before him. The image seemed as though Kiwan had been digitally placed there, programmed to speak with Giel.

"Giel, welcome here," Kiwan's voice was deep and powerful, yet soft and calming. "I know you have many questions in your mind."

Giel: "Are you really my father?"

Kiwan: "No, my son. I am only a digital form I prepared for you, in case I am gone one day, most likely when you come here."

With a trembling voice, Giel asked: "Why did you choose an ordinary life? Why did you never tell us the truth? Did mother know?"

Kiwan: "My ordinary life was a choice to protect you. I didn't want you to get involved in the powers and family battles. I decided to keep you away from the hardships and dangers, and let you live a peaceful life."

Giel: "Father, why is your land so advanced? I have never seen such things before."

Kiwan: "Because, my son, we are not from Earth. Our ancestors migrated from a planet called K-P-R a thousand years ago. Well, my son, here we must say goodbye. This is our final meeting."

Giel: "Why, father? Where are you going? What's happening?"

Kiwan: "The virtual form will dissipate."

Giel: "But it hasn't even been half an hour!"

Kiwan: "Yes, because from the moment you were born, I had recorded this, even so that you wouldn't use it. The virtual form will dissipate. If you want to learn the truth, you must become the president of the Kalys Kingdom. There, you will understand all the truths and learn about your power. Goodbye, my son, take care of yourself."

With tears in his eyes, Giel said: "Wait, father, don't go!" But the virtual image of Kiwan disappeared.

The Beginning of a New Path

Now, Giel had to continue his journey. He decided that he would uncover all the truths about his ancestors and his father. In order to reach the country his father had spoken of, he needed to go to a place his master had mentioned: the Crystal City. There, he would have to find someone named Tarcon.

Chapter Thirteen: The Search for Tarkon

Gil, with a mix of nervousness and hope in his heart, made his way toward the city of Blorine. The new revelations about his father, Kiwan, and his family legacy were guiding him toward a new path. This time, he was not only searching for the truth about the Half-Faced Devil but also for his own destiny and the hidden powers within him and his father.

Journey to Blorine City

On the way, Gil encountered beautiful natural landscapes and various challenges. He crossed dark forests and passed towering mountains. With every step, he felt that something greater than himself was taking shape. He recalled Kiwan's words: "If you want to understand the truth, you must become the president of Kalis." The sentence lingered in his mind.

Entering Blorine City

After days of travel, Gil finally arrived in Blorine City. A city filled with life, advanced technology, and natural beauty. The streets were full of colorful lights and lively sounds. However, within this city, Gil felt that something was being hidden.

Gil looked around carefully; Blorine City was unlike any place he had ever seen before. Glass skyscrapers and crystalline structures with intricate geometric designs sparkled like diamonds in the sunlight, mesmerizing all who looked upon them. People in colorful clothes and electronic wear moved swiftly through the streets, each lost in their own world, but with an inexplicable harmony.

Something ordinary, yet strange, seemed to be present. Gil paid more attention to the details around him—voices of men greeting with robotic tones, women using advanced devices to shop, and young people playing and conversing through holograms. Still, there was a cold, subtle silence among the happiness and bustle of the people.

In the midst of his walk, his eyes caught one of the glowing advertisement posters mounted on the side of a building. The poster featured the image of a mysterious face with lifeless eyes and an intense stare that seemed to gaze directly at Gil. Beneath the image, a faint and dark inscription read a cryptic message:

"Everything you see is not the truth."

Gil felt a shiver in his heart, and his curiosity was piqued. He continued on his way towards the city's center. There, a massive statue of a being with broken wings and a sword in hand stood, with the people of the city gazing at it with respect. However, Gil sensed that this statue was more than just a work of art, perhaps a symbol of hidden power or a warning of an impending danger.

As he looked around, an old man in a black robe with a red scarf walked past him slowly and muttered under his breath:

"In this city, no one is what they seem, traveler. Keep your eyes open, though you may see something that will transform you."

Gil paused for a moment, glancing back at the old man, but he was gone, as if he had disappeared into the crowd. Gil felt as though he had entered a complex game, a game whose rules he did not yet understand.

His mind began to form more questions, but deep inside, he sensed that this city knew something about his past, something he had to uncover at all costs.

With a heart full of questions and curiosity, Gil continued on his path and turned into one of the narrow, shadowy alleys of Blorine City. Suddenly, a soft and whispering voice reached his ears. He followed the sound carefully and found a woman with black hair, dressed in simple yet radiant clothing, leaning against a wall.

The woman gave him a deep and mysterious glance, and in a soft, enticing voice, she said:

"We've been waiting for you for a long time, Gil."

Gil, surprised and a little frightened, asked:

"How do you know me? And why do you think I should be here?"

Without looking away from Gil, the woman replied:

"There are things in this city that ordinary eyes cannot see, and you are one of the few who can perceive the hidden truths."

She slowly extended her hand and handed Gil a small piece of paper. On the paper, only one word was written: "Underground."

The woman continued:

"The answers you're looking for are hidden in the old underground of this city. But you must know, every answer you obtain comes at a cost."

Before Gil could ask another question, the woman disappeared, as if she had never been there.

Gil clenched the paper in his hand and decided that he must find the underground. He didn't know what awaited him there, but he understood that it was the starting point for uncovering the secrets of Blorine City and perhaps even his own past...

Gil proceeded without delay toward the old underground of the city. The dark, cold hallways led him deeper underground, where the stone walls and the sound of dripping water created an eerie atmosphere. The old lamps barely illuminated the path, but Gil kept going.

At the end of one hallway, he saw the same mysterious woman waiting for him. She gazed at him with a calm yet intense look and said:

"I thought you would be braver than this, Gil. But seeing you here is no surprise."

Gil took a deep breath and stared directly into her eyes:

"I'm looking for someone named Tarkon. I know you can tell me where to find him."

The woman smiled mysteriously and, in a calm tone, said:

"Tarkon... a name rarely heard around here. If you truly want to find him, I can lead you to him. But you must understand, nothing is free in this city. If you want to know his location, you must pay the price."

Gil, with a serious and determined look, asked:

"What do you want?"

The woman narrowed her eyes and, in a mysterious voice, said:

"Money. The amount you must pay to hear valuable information here. Tarkon is someone who lives in the shadows, and to find him, you must be ready."

Gil looked around. He had some coins in his pocket, but he wasn't sure if that amount would be enough. He thought to himself about how important Tarkon was and whether this price was worth it.

After a moment of contemplation, Gil raised his head and said calmly yet decisively:

"How much do I need to pay?"

The woman stepped forward slightly and said:

"A thousand coins. But this amount is only for learning his whereabouts. If you want to know more or meet him, the price will increase."

Gil felt fear and doubt stir within him, but he was determined to continue on this path. He took some coins from his pocket and handed them to the woman.

The woman carefully examined the coins, then said:

"Tarkon lives in a cave atop the Blorine Mountains. He stays out of sight, and only those who dare approach him can seek the truth from him."

She looked at Gil with a deep gaze and added:

"Remember, he is someone who cannot be easily seen by anyone. So be prepared, and be ready for whatever may come."

Gil thanked the woman gratefully and, with a deep sense of resolve, made his way out of the underground. He knew he had to prepare for his encounter with Tarkon and was not afraid of the dangers that awaited him...

Chapter 14: The Great War in Tretor

In the mountainous land of Tretor, the roar of cannons and the cries of warriors echoed across the vast plains. This country, known for its military strength and unparalleled combat skills, was regarded as one of the most powerful lands. The people of Tretor took great pride in their warriors, each of whom was ready to sacrifice their life to protect their homeland.

At the heart of the battlefield stood Grant, the brave and intelligent commander of Tretor. With a weapon in hand and unwavering determination on his face, he was easily distinguishable among his troops. Grant knew that today, the fate of his country rested in his hands.

Their old enemy, Hivala, had recently invaded Tretor's borders. A grand and decisive battle was unfolding. The Hivala army, armed with gleaming blades and modern war equipment, advanced towards Tretor's forces. Grant shouted with a commanding voice:

"We cannot allow the enemy to seize this land! Today, we must fight with all our strength!"

The warriors of Tretor, full of power and resolve, charged toward the enemy. Weapons clashed, and the battlefield was filled with dust and blood. Grant, with skill and courage, led his army into battle. He knew that if Tretor was to emerge victorious, they had to stand united.

The battle between Tretor and Hivala raged on for seven days, with both sides striving to gain the upper hand. As the days passed, the courage and determination of Tretor's warriors allowed them to withstand Hivala's relentless attacks.

Finally, after a week of fierce and merciless combat, Grant and his soldiers triumphed over Hivala. With the enemy defeated, Grant and his army marched back to their homeland, their hearts filled with joy and pride in their victory.

Grant knew that this victory was not only a testament to Tretor's strength but also to the unity and sacrifice of all who had fought in the war. With hope for the future, he made his way home, ready to be honored as a hero in the victory celebration of his people.

Chapter 15: Arrival in Tretor's Capital

After weeks of intense battles and a glorious victory, Grant and his soldiers finally arrived at the capital of Tretor. The city of Solaris, with its towering walls and grand spires, stood as a symbol of the nation's strength and magnificence. Known for its stunning architecture and bustling streets, the capital always appeared radiant and full of life.

At the city's entrance, Tretor's banner fluttered proudly in the wind. The people, with joyful faces and hearts filled with hope, lined the streets to welcome their heroes. Waving colorful flags and chanting celebratory slogans, they cheered for Grant and his soldiers.

Solaris was not only the political center of Tretor but also its cultural and economic heart. Bustling marketplaces, shops filled with vibrant goods, and numerous tourists who visited the city all reflected its prosperity and lively atmosphere. The people of Tretor took immense pride in their champions, honoring them with love and admiration.

As Grant and his soldiers marched into the city, the cheers of the crowd echoed through the streets.

"Long live Grant! Long live Tretor!"

The people shouted, moving forward with joy and respect toward their commander.

Grant, smiling, expressed his gratitude to the crowd, feeling an overwhelming sense of pride and joy. He knew that this victory was not just the result of his efforts but also the sacrifice and bravery of all his soldiers and the unwavering support of Tretor's people.

Among the crowd, city officials and government leaders had also gathered to greet them. Their faces radiated happiness, and their eyes gleamed with admiration as they welcomed Grant, preparing to honor him as a national hero.

Upon reaching the city center, a grand victory celebration was held in the main square. The people, filled with excitement, eagerly awaited Grant's speech. He stood ready to address the bravery and unity of all those who had contributed to this triumph.

Chapter 16: The Search for Tarkon

After the grand victory celebration in the main square, King Grant felt the weight of responsibility heavier than ever on his shoulders. The people of Tritor looked at him with eyes full of hope, and he knew that this victory was only the first step on an uncertain path to the future.

As Grant stood atop the podium, the joyous cheers of the people echoed through the air. With a calm and resolute expression, he looked over the crowd and addressed them:

"My friends and fellow countrymen! Today, we celebrate a great victory. But we must not forget that behind this triumph, many challenges and dangers still lie ahead. We must remain vigilant and be prepared to defend our land at all costs."

He spoke of the bravery and sacrifices of his soldiers, emphasizing the importance of unity and solidarity among the people of Tritor. He reminded them that this victory was only a part of their journey and that they must strive for an even brighter future.

After the speech, Grant returned to his chamber in the royal palace. He knew that now was the time to embark on the search for Tarkon. Tarkon was a mysterious and powerful figure, rumored to hold knowledge that could aid Grant in the battles to come. But at the same time, seeking him out posed its own risks.

Through his initial investigations, Grant discovered that Tarkon had last been seen in the city of Blorin. He immediately ordered his advisors to gather more information on Tarkon's whereabouts and his potential significance.

"We must find out where Tarkon is and what role he may play in our future. He could be the key to our coming victories, but we must approach this matter with great caution," Grant told his advisors.

After hours of discussion and analysis, it was confirmed that Tarkon resided in hidden locations within Blorin, making it a delicate and strategic mission to locate him.

Determined to uncover the truth, Grant made the bold decision to personally travel to Blorin, leaving the kingdom under the temporary rule of his younger brother, Prince Arya. He knew that the road ahead would be fraught with new challenges, but his unwavering commitment to protecting Tritor and its people propelled him forward.

Chapter 17: Journey to Blorin

King Grant of Tritor, fully equipped and accompanied by some of his finest soldiers, prepared for his journey to Blorin. At dawn, as the sun slowly rose over the horizon, he and his companions set out on their path. The road ahead was long and filled with challenges, but Grant's determination made every obstacle seem insignificant.

Before leaving, Grant appointed his brother, Prince Arya, as the temporary ruler in his absence. He turned to Arya and said, "While I am away, you must protect the kingdom. Take care of Tritor and its people, and lead them well until I return."

Arya nodded solemnly, assuring his brother that he would uphold this responsibility. Grant knew that Arya's intelligence and competence would allow him to safeguard the kingdom during these critical times.

Throughout the journey, Grant reflected on the recent battles and victories they had achieved. He understood that to secure these triumphs, he needed greater knowledge and strength. Tarkon, a figure rumored to possess deep understanding of monstrous forces, could be the key to their future success.

After days of travel, Grant and his soldiers finally arrived at the gates of Blorin. The city was renowned for its breathtaking natural beauty and remarkable architecture. However, as they approached, Grant sensed a dark shadow looming over its splendor. He knew that within this city, secrets lay hidden—secrets he needed to uncover.

Upon entering the city, Grant quickly became the center of attention. Some people recognized him as the victorious king of Tritor and whispered his name in admiration. Yet, at the same time, others eyed him with suspicion and uncertainty.

Determined, Grant wandered through the streets, searching for clues about Tarkon's whereabouts. In a narrow, dimly lit alley, he encountered an elderly woman named Mara. She was once one of Tarkon's advisors and possessed valuable knowledge about him.

"Tarkon is a man of extraordinary power, but he never trusts anyone easily," Mara said, gazing at Grant with piercing eyes. "If you wish to find him, you must offer him something of value."

Without hesitation, Grant asked, "What must I offer him?"

Mara responded, "Tarkon does not seek wealth or power. There is only one thing he values: freedom. If you wish to meet him, you must prove that you are willing to risk everything to save someone from danger."

Determined to uncover the truth, Grant resolved to investigate further and gather any information about the threats looming over the people of Blorin. He knew that this knowledge could be the key to finding Tarkon.

With unwavering resolve, Grant pressed forward in his search, prepared not only to locate Tarkon but also to confront the hidden dangers lurking within Blorin. For him, this was more than just a mission—it was an opportunity to uncover the truth and aid those in need.

Chapter 18: A Fateful Encounter

Mara revealed the same location to Grant that she had given to Gil. Grant thanked the old woman and left. Meanwhile, Gil, wandering alone through the noisy, crowded streets of the city, was searching for someone who could guide him to Mount Blurin. That mysterious and perilous mountain was a place where only those familiar with the terrain could navigate safely to its peak.

Following the advice of the woman who had directed him to a restaurant, Gil arrived at the establishment, said to be owned by Reese Gang, a man rumored to know the secrets of Mount Blurin.

As he stepped inside, the warm, bustling atmosphere filled with the chatter of people and the aroma of food surrounded him. Looking around, he saw that all the tables were occupied. Then, his eyes landed on a man sitting alone in a corner, eating.

Gil approached him and asked in a calm voice, "Excuse me, all the tables are full. May I sit here?"

The man raised his head and stared at Gil with a deep, unreadable gaze. That man was none other than Grant.

Without much reaction, Grant nodded and said, "Yes, please."

Intrigued by Grant's demeanor and composed presence, Gil cautiously asked:

Gil: "Are you also a traveler in this country?"

Grant: "Yes, I am. I just arrived. Are you a traveler too?"

Gil: "Yes, I am. I'm searching for someone."

Gil: "Why are you traveling in this country?"

Grant: "I'm also searching for someone."

Gil: "Interesting. So we both share the same goal."

Grant: "It seems so."

Gil: "What's your name?"

Grant: "My name is Grant. And yours?"

Gil: "My name is Gil."

Grant: "Nice to meet you."

Gil: "Likewise, Grant!"

Grant: "Well, if you'll excuse me, I have finished my meal. I must go. I have things to do."

Gil: "Of course, no problem. I hope you find the person you're looking for."

Grant: "Thanks. You too. Goodbye."

Gil: "Goodbye."

Thus, Gil and Grant met for the first time.

After Grant left, Gil approached one of the waiters and asked about the restaurant's owner, Reese Gang. The waiter guided him to Reese Gang's office.

Meeting Reese Gang

Behind his desk sat Reese Gang, a giant of a man, towering at nearly three meters tall. His rough face bore a deep scar, a testament to a past filled with battles and struggles. His eyes held an intimidating sharpness, making even the bravest men hesitate. With a rough, gravelly voice, he asked:

"What do you want?"

Without hesitation, Gil replied, "I heard you can take me to the peak of Mount Blurin. I need someone who knows the way."

Reese scoffed, looking at Gil with a mocking stare. "You? With a prosthetic leg and one eye? You think you can survive the dangers of Mount Blurin? That place is death itself. I've seen many like you claim to be ready, only to disappear forever."

Gil, angered by Reese's words, narrowed his eyes and stood up firmly. "Do you want to test my strength?"

Without warning, he lunged at Reese. With a swift, powerful move, he slammed Reese—one of the most feared and strongest men in the land—onto the ground.

Reese, initially stunned, gradually smirked. He murmured to himself, "This power… Could he be the son of Kiwan?"

Impressed, Reese finally said, "Alright, you've proven yourself. I see that you have endurance. Be ready by tomorrow. There is one more person joining us."

Gil, surprised, asked, "Someone else?"

Reese cast a deep glance at him and, without further explanation, motioned for him to leave his office.

Chapter 19: The Path to the Crystal MountainAn Unexpected Encounter

The next morning, Gil was unexpectedly confronted with a familiar yet shocking face—it was none other than Grant. This sudden meeting left Gil confused, as he never expected to see him again under such circumstances.

Surprised, he asked, "Are you also looking for someone in the Crystal Mountains?"

Grant, with a calm yet serious expression, replied, "Yes, it seems we're both searching for someone hidden in these mountains. But it appears our goal is more than we originally thought."

This conversation created an unspoken bond between them; both were travelers stepping onto a perilous path with hope and curiosity.

Nir, the guide introduced by Rhys Gang, waited for them in silence. Dressed in thick clothes and carrying a backpack that seemed packed with essential supplies, he stood by the trail.

Rhys Gang, with his usual stern and emotionless face, addressed Gil:

"If you're as strong as you claim, these mountains shouldn't be a problem for you. Nir will guide you. But know this—the path will bring anyone to their knees."

Gil glanced at Nir's face and asked, "How many times have you traveled this path?"

Nir, in a quiet but serious tone, replied, "More times than I can remember, but each time is different. The Crystal Mountain holds secrets that always surprise us."

Gil nodded and looked at Grant, who remained silent, observing everything.

The Journey Begins

Their small group of three slowly made their way through the hills and winding paths toward the Crystal Mountains. The air grew colder, and the wind became stronger. Nir skillfully navigated through narrow trails and slippery rocks, while Gil and Grant struggled to keep up with his pace.

Along the way, Nir pointed to an area where the rocks were unusually intertwined and piled upon each other. He said, "This is a sign that we're getting close to the summit. This place is not safe; some who have attempted to reach here never returned."

Gil carefully examined the rocks and muttered, "So this is where the true power of nature reveals itself."

Facing the Dangers of the Mountain

Halfway through their journey, they were suddenly caught in a violent storm. Strong winds and thick snowflakes battered their faces. Nir led them toward a shelter carved into the rocks.

Shivering from the cold, Gil asked Nir, "You know this path better than anyone, but how did you predict this storm?"

With a weary and dark expression, Nir responded, "Nature is always merciless. You must be prepared for anything. If we survive, perhaps you'll understand more."

Reaching the Summit

After spending the night in the shelter, they resumed their journey early in the morning. As they neared the peak, Nir stopped and told them, "This is the last point I can accompany you. From here on, you must go on your own."

Gil looked up at the summit, where darkness and thick mist loomed over it. He turned to Nir and said, "Thank you for guiding us this far."

With a calm voice, Nir replied, "Be careful. This mountain leaves no way back for those who seek power." Then, glancing at Grant, he added softly, "I hope both of you make it out of this alive."

The Final Ascent

As Nir walked away, Gil and Grant continued toward the peak. The natural forces and endless dangers of the Crystal Mountain revealed themselves, but both were determined to reach the summit—where the hidden truths awaited them.

Chapter 20: On the Brink of Truth

Gil and Grant, with unwavering determination and newfound trust in each other, made their way through a rugged path filled with steep slopes and jagged rocks. The thick fog surrounding the Crystal Mountain's peak was so dense that barely any light could pass through it. Both knew that despite the countless dangers ahead, a truth awaited them—one that they had to face with courage.

After hours of trekking, they suddenly arrived at a concealed space within the mountain. The natural walls formed a chamber that only a select few could access—an enigmatic place that held the answers to their deepest questions.

Standing in the center of the chamber was an old man, dressed in dark robes, his piercing eyes filled with wisdom. He was the one Gil and Grant had been searching for—the Guardian of the Crystal Mountain, a man who possessed knowledge of the past and the fate of the future.

This man was none other than Tarkon, the very person they had spent weeks tracking down.

Gil and Grant stepped forward.

"Who are you?" Gil asked.

The old man remained silent for a moment before replying, "I am Tarkon."

Grant exhaled in relief. "We've finally found you."

Tarkon studied them intently. "And why have you been searching for me?"

Grant introduced himself. "I am the King of Traitor. I have come seeking your aid. My kingdom stands on the brink of destruction. The demonic beasts are preparing to invade, and with the limited forces we have, we cannot stand against them. I beg you—not just for myself, but for my people. We need your help."

Tarkon remained silent.

Gil then spoke up. "I am a disciple of Yar. My master sent me to find you, and he gave me this letter to deliver to you."

Tarkon took the letter, read it, and then tucked it into his robe. Without a word, he turned away and started walking.

"Where are you going?!" Grant called out. "You haven't answered us!"

But Tarkon didn't respond.

As Gil and Grant watched him leave, strange noises echoed around them. They turned to see grotesque creatures—short, hunched figures with sharp weapons—emerging from the shadows. Their snarling faces were filled with hostility.

Gil murmured under his breath, "What in the world are these things?"

Grant, tense and alert, asked, "How do we get out of this? I don't see any way to escape."

Gil took a deep breath, his mind racing. "We have to trust ourselves. Yar always said our greatest strength lies in our strategy."

As one of the creatures lunged at them, Gil swiftly leaped against the wall, using it as a foothold to propel himself toward the attacker. With precise movements, he seized the creature's weapon and used it to cut down several more.

Grant, impressed by Gil's agility, found new resolve. He charged forward, striking down enemies, clearing a path through the horde.

Then, from a shadowed corner, Tarkon's voice rang out.

"This way! It's your only chance!"

Gil and Grant sprinted toward him, but the creatures moved swiftly, blocking their path.

Panting, Gil turned to Grant. "They won't let us through. We need a plan."

Grant scanned the chamber, his mind working quickly. Then, he had an idea. "If we bring down the walls, we might be able to trap them!"

Gil nodded in agreement. Together, they began striking at the nearby stone walls. Cracks formed, widening with each powerful blow. The creatures, oblivious to their strategy, rushed toward them.

With one final strike, the walls collapsed, burying the creatures under a cascade of rubble.

Wasting no time, Gil and Grant dashed toward Tarkon.

The old man observed them with a small but approving smile. "Impressive. But that was merely the first test."

He pointed to a dark tunnel ahead. "Now, you must pass through this passage. On the other side, a far greater danger awaits you."

Gil muttered, "Something worse than this?"

But without hesitation, he stepped forward, with Grant following close behind. As they entered the tunnel, eerie whispers and distant wails echoed around them. It felt as though they were stepping into the heart of darkness itself.

Gil whispered, "Yar always said, 'These are the moments that separate heroes from victims.'"

Then, in the dim glow of flickering flames, a massive shadow emerged.

A towering beast with twisted horns and glowing crimson eyes.

From behind them, Tarkon's voice carried through the darkness.

"If you wish to reach your goal, you must defeat him. This is the final guardian."

Chapter 21: The Beast from Within the Walls

Gale and Grant, panting heavily, entered the dark corridor. The cold and eerie atmosphere seemed to trap the whispers and spirits of the past. The dim flames of the torches cast flickering light on the rough stone walls, making the shadows dance mysteriously, as if they were alive, waiting for the right moment to strike.

With a voice mixed with courage and fear, Grant asked, "Can we really defeat this beast?"

Gale gave a faint smile and replied, "Since childhood, I was taught that courage is the only way to overcome fear. Master Yar always said that if I ever faced such a moment, instead of retreating, I should fight with all my might."

Just as Gale finished speaking, a massive shadow emerged before them—a beast with hardened skin, twisted horns, and glowing red eyes. As it roared in fury, the entire corridor trembled. Grant glanced at Gale and said, "Now what?"

With unwavering determination, Gale drew his sword from its sheath and said, "There's only one way—facing this creature head-on."

The beast charged at them, shaking the very walls with every strike. Gale and Grant skillfully dodged its attacks, but they felt the pressure mounting with every passing second. Gale shouted, "We need to find its weak points! Because of its size, it can't move fast. If we can target its vulnerable spots, we have a chance."

Grant nodded, carefully observing the beast's movements. He soon noticed that it was slower on its right side. Signaling to Gale, the two launched a synchronized assault on that side. The beast attempted to strike back, but its massive size made it slow to react. Seizing the opportunity, Gale delivered a powerful blow to the creature's knee.

The beast let out a deafening roar and staggered backward. Grant swiftly fired arrows at its weak points. Their perfectly coordinated attacks continued until the beast, overwhelmed by its wounds, collapsed to its knees.

Gale took a deep breath and said to the creature, "This is the end for you." With a final strike, the beast let out one last agonized cry before falling lifeless to the ground.

Just as the beast perished, Tarkon reappeared with a cryptic smile and said, "Congratulations. You two have emerged victorious from the final trial. Now, you are ready to face the forces of darkness."

Still catching their breath after the intense battle, Gale and Grant exchanged looks filled with determination. They knew this was only the beginning of their long journey.

Chapter 22: The Price of Strength

After the grueling and breathless battle with the colossal beast, Tarkon looked at Gale and Grant with a satisfied gaze. He stepped closer and said,

"You two have succeeded. You've demonstrated both your strength and your courage in this trial. Now, you've reached a level where you can take part in far greater battles."

Tarkon turned to Grant and continued,

"Grant, you possess a powerful force within you. Because of your loyalty and bravery, I will join you in your fight against the monsters and dark forces invading your homeland."

Grant's eyes lit up with excitement.

"This is a great honor for me, Tarkon. With your help, we'll have a much better chance to protect our country."

Tarkon then turned to Gale, his tone more serious.

"And you, Gale... if you truly want deeper training and greater skills, you must come with us to this war. That is my only condition for teaching you."

Gale paused, deep in thought. He knew this was a turning point. If he wanted to unlock his true potential, he'd need to face the battlefield and endure the hardships and dangers of war. With his resolve firm, Gale looked at Tarkon and said,

"I accept. If this is the price I must pay to grow stronger, then I'm ready to go to war."

Tarkon gave a small, satisfied nod.

"Very well. Prepare yourselves—for this battle will be brutal and relentless. Only the bravest will survive it."

With firm conviction, Tarkon told them,

"This war will be your ultimate test. Not just of strength—but of will, and perseverance."

Grant, visibly concerned, asked,

"What kind of creatures are we going to face? Are we truly ready for such a battle? And how do you know these dangerous beings are invading my country?"

Tarkon shook his head solemnly.

"These beings are far more dangerous than anything you've faced so far. They not only possess immense physical power, but wield magical abilities as well. Without a strong will and an unbreakable spirit, you won't survive. And… I can see glimpses of the future."

Gale, now even more determined to learn and grow, asked,

"What will I learn in this war?"

Tarkon approached him slowly, eyes sharp and focused.

"You will learn how to stand against your fears… how to use your abilities to their fullest… and how to fight for others, even when escape is the easier path."

He then placed both hands on the shoulders of Gale and Grant and said with unwavering strength,

"The time has come to prepare yourselves for the hardest and longest journey yet. We leave at dawn. Until then, rest and ready your minds for what lies ahead."

Gale and Grant, burdened by the weight of their decision, left Tarkon and made their way toward their resting place. They both knew that from this moment on, nothing would ever be the same again.

Chapter 23: Into Tretor and the Shadow of Betrayal

At dawn, the sun rose slowly behind the towering mountains, casting golden light across the vast plains ahead. Gale and Grant, having joined Tarkon, stood beside their robotic horses, ready to depart. A heavy silence hung in the air—a blend of anticipation and unease.

Tarkon glanced at both of them and said,

"This journey is not just a path to the battlefield—it's a test of your spirit and will. Remember, not every battle ends in victory. Sometimes, simply surviving is a triumph in itself."

Grant replied with a serious look,

"I'm ready. We can't allow demons and monsters to turn our homeland into ruins."

Gale, still battling doubts within himself, gave a firm nod.

"I'm coming too. This journey is a chance for me to reach what Master Yar envisioned for me—and maybe, finally gain the strength to protect those I love."

Tarkon offered a small smile, then mounted his horse. He pointed toward the winding mountain path ahead.

"Then let's begin. Today marks the start of a journey that will lead you into a war both great and final."

The three set off, entering the twisting mountain trail. A cold, fierce wind struck their faces, and with each step, the sense of marching toward destiny grew stronger. Along the way, Tarkon began teaching them important lessons—combat tactics and the art of using inner energy.

"In battles against demonic creatures," Tarkon said, "physical strength alone is not enough. You must learn to harness your inner energy—and control your emotions. Fear and rage can empower you—but if you fail to master them, they will turn against you."

Gale listened intently to every word, silently vowing to absorb all the knowledge he could. Grant also listened eagerly, occasionally asking questions about strategic techniques and battlefield scenarios.

By sunset, they arrived at a small village nestled among the mountains. Tarkon decided they would rest there for the night and regain their strength. The villagers, with anxious faces, informed them of an imminent attack by monsters in the nearby region.

Gale looked into the worried faces of the villagers and made a quiet vow to protect them at any cost. The weight of that responsibility pressed down on him—but it also fueled his determination.

That night, in the quiet village under the stars, Gale, Grant, and Tarkon sat around a fire. Tarkon spoke softly,

"This journey is not just about fighting. It's about becoming strong enough to truly protect your homeland. Remember—no one becomes a hero without paying a heavy price."

Gale, filled with fire and resolve, made a silent promise to give everything he had to grow and learn on this journey. He knew that tomorrow—and the days to come—would be filled with challenges that might push him to the edge of his endurance and strength.

Chapter 24: The Fall of Tretor and the Prince's Betrayal

After days of grueling travel through treacherous paths, Gil, Grant, and Tarkon finally arrived at Grant's homeland—Tretor. But what lay before them was far from what Grant remembered. The once fertile lands, lush trees, and vibrant homes had turned into a wasteland. Buildings stood half-destroyed and cloaked in ash, while aimless, grief-stricken people wandered through the ruins. Their faces, hollow and broken, bore the marks of a proud nation now steeped in sorrow.

Grant, struggling to accept what he was seeing, stepped forward and asked one of the villagers with a trembling voice, "What happened? Why has our land become like this?"

But the people simply glanced at him and silently walked away. No one answered. The wounds etched into their hearts were too deep to speak of.

Witnessing these heartbreaking scenes, Gil sensed a darkness far more sinister lurking in the land. He quietly stepped closer to Grant and said, "Grant, we need to go to the palace. Maybe the answers we're looking for are there."

With that decision, they made their way to the royal castle. Once a symbol of majesty and strength, it now stood in silence and despair. At the gates, Grant noticed none of the familiar guards remained. He walked in, heavy with worry.

In the grand hall, a familiar yet bitter face awaited them. Prince Arya—Grant's brother—sat upon the throne, flanked by monstrous beings radiating malice and violence.

Arya greeted them with a cold smile and said, "Welcome home, brother. Unfortunately, the home you once knew no longer exists."

Grant stared in disbelief, his voice trembling, "Arya… you've sided with the monsters? Why? What happened to you?"

Arya slowly stood and replied cruelly, "For power, brother. This land needed a ruler, not someone chasing kindness and mercy. The monsters hold sources of power you can't even imagine. I joined them to take control of this land and build an eternal reign."

Grant, unable to comprehend his brother's betrayal, felt the ground vanish beneath his feet. He wanted to scream, but words caught in his throat.

Gil stood silently beside him, unsure how to comfort his friend—shocked by the cruelty and treachery laid bare.

Tarkon, calm and seemingly informed, looked at Arya with a piercing gaze and said without fear, "Arya, I knew you were chasing power long ago. But know this—every power comes with a price. And one day, you will pay it."

Arya smirked mockingly, "You old man know nothing of power. I am now the absolute ruler of this realm. Nothing can threaten my dominion."

Tarkon shook his head gently and said with a cryptic tone, "These words may seem meaningless to you now… but truth always finds its way."

Grant, eyes filled with tears and rage, turned to Gil and Tarkon and declared, "We can't let Arya continue this betrayal. This land needs us."

Tarkon looked into Grant's eyes and said, "This path will be difficult. But if your will is strong enough… then we can fight to bring justice back."

Chapter 25: Oath to the Blood Spilled in Vain

As Grant stepped out of the palace, a heavy weight of sorrow and betrayal pressed against his heart. It was hard for him to believe that his own brother, Arya, had allied with monsters and betrayed their homeland. The shock of seeing Arya still lingered within him, but what lay before his eyes now was a far deeper and more painful blow.

Around the palace courtyard, a haunting and tragic scene had unfolded. Tall trees and palace walls were covered with the lifeless bodies of princes and nobles—once proud members of the great and glorious families of the kingdom. Royal flags fluttered in the wind, and a heavy silence dominated the grounds, a silence that seemed to cast a shadow over all signs of life.

Grant's face froze in grief; this scene was beyond his imagination. As his breath quickened, he moved forward, and with each step, memories of his joyful childhood with these very princes flashed through his mind. Each of these bodies had once been part of his family and his friends—those who had grown up alongside him and shared days of happiness.

Gil and Tarkon followed quietly behind him. Gil, having once witnessed the massacre of his own family, could deeply understand what Grant was feeling. He looked at Grant and saw tears and a boundless sorrow in his eyes—a sorrow even Gil could barely comprehend.

Tarkon, gazing solemnly at the corpses, murmured under his breath, "Arya committed this atrocity for power. But these scenes... they are the true cost of his greed and betrayal."

Grant, with tear-filled eyes, walked toward one of the bodies nearby and knelt. It was a close friend from his childhood—someone who had always stood by his side and supported him through dark days. Now, lifeless and cold, he lay there—a victim of his brother's ambition and betrayal.

He gently placed a hand on the shoulder of the corpse and whispered, "Forgive me... I wasn't here to protect you. Or the others."

Gil quietly approached him and said, "Grant, we have to be stronger. This cruelty and betrayal cannot go unanswered. We must fight for justice—and keep the memory of our loved ones alive."

Shattered by sorrow and rage, Grant slowly lifted his head and looked deeply into Gil's eyes. He was no longer the man paralyzed by his brother's treachery; in his eyes now burned a steady flame of resolve and vengeance.

Tarkon stepped closer to both of them and said, "This path is harsh and filled with pain, but we must move forward—for those who lost their lives and for the future of our land. Now is the time to stand together and bring this tyranny to its end."

With a firm, resolute voice, Grant responded, "I swear it—Arya will pay the price for his betrayal, and justice will be served for all of them."

Chapter 26: A Nation on the Edge

The morning they arrived in the betrayed land of Traitor, the air was cold and dark. Grant, Gil, and Tarkon moved away from the ruined castle toward the main square. Once the heart of the kingdom—filled with energy and life—the square now lay shrouded in fear and mistrust.

People stood scattered throughout the area, faces marked by sorrow and anxiety. When they caught sight of Grant, some of them lowered their heads—perhaps out of shame, or maybe fear. They had once looked to him as their savior, but now, he seemed like a defeated man carrying the burden of his brother's betrayal.

Tarkon looked at Grant and said, "These people trust you. You were their hope, and even now, in these darkest of hours, they're still waiting—for justice."

Grant nodded and slowly stepped into the crowd. With a shaky yet resolute voice, he spoke:

"All of you who have gathered here... I know these have been days of suffering. We've been shadowed by betrayal, destruction, and injustice. But I swear to you—I will fight for our country. I will bring justice for you all."

Suddenly, a voice rose from among the crowd. A man shouted:

"You are Arya's brother! How can we trust you? Maybe you're one of them!"

The words pierced Grant like a dagger to the heart. But he stood tall and replied firmly:

"I know it's hard to trust me. But I've dedicated my whole life to this land and to all of you. This time, I fight for the blood of every innocent soul we've lost. I fight beside you—not as a prince, but as one of your own."

Tarkon stepped toward the skeptical man with calm but sharp eyes and said:

"Sometimes, even in the depths of darkness, there are lights we must believe in. I've chosen this path with Grant and Gil, because I know his heart is not tainted by his brother's treachery."

Gil, who had been silently standing until then, stepped forward and said in a firm voice:

"The three of us have sworn an oath—to rid this land of monsters and betrayal. This fight is not just about justice. It's about restoring hope to all of you."

Gil's words sparked a flicker of hope in the crowd. A woman, her eyes filled with tears, spoke out:

"If your intention is truly to save us, then know—we stand behind you. But if there's betrayal in your hearts, this land will never accept you."

Grant, Gil, and Tarkon looked at the people, their eyes burning with resolve. Grant felt a weight lift from his shoulders. He was no longer alone. Despite their pain and doubt, these people were still willing to stand with him—and fight for their homeland.

Sensing the renewed strength in the people's gaze, Tarkon said:

"It's time to prepare. The monsters and traitors will come soon, and we must be ready to defend our home. This is a war we will win—with hope, and unity."

As his words echoed through the square, the people slowly began to gather in ranks, ready for the battle ahead. Grant, Gil, and Tarkon vowed together—to fight to their last breath for the land and the people they loved.