Chapter 4

 SCENE – “The Hero’s Essence, the Star’s Wrath”

The eclipse conjured by the Supreme Mage darkens the sky.
Light bends, the air electrifies,
and both she and Seitoshi, Queen of Dragons,
shine with doubled power, wrapped in fire, lightning, and ghostly scales.

But Ulmir — the abyssal star —
raises a hand.
With a sharp gesture,
he steals the vital energy from both.
Their bodies tremble.
Their auras fade.
And Ulmir walks slowly toward them,
his voice laced with mockery.

—

ULMIR (deep, mocking voice)
— “You think you can stand against me?
Don’t make me laugh…
A fusion of three mages and a dragon queen?
Pathetic…”

But before he can raise his hand,
the ground explodes.
Thousands of colossal roots erupt,
made of fire and stone,
twisting like living serpents.
They seize Ulmir,
strike him fiercely,
and hurl him hundreds of meters away,
tearing the terrain like paper.

The roots sprout thorns,
piercing his dark body,
as the sky vibrates with an energy that belongs to none of them.

The Supreme Mage and Seitoshi turn at the same time.
They both feel it.
They both recognize it.

—

SEITOSHI (firm voice, reverent)
— “It seems my master…
is still protecting us.”

—

SUPREME MAGE (surprised)
— “You knew?!”

—

SEITOSHI (nodding, with a faint smile)
— “Yes.
Since the first star appeared in the sky…
I knew Kagayaku had woven his power into the world.”

Ulmir grows enraged.
His body distorts.
He launches a brutal attack.
But the roots intertwine,
forming a colossal serpent of fire and stone,
with magma eyes and obsidian scales.

The serpent unleashes a devastating shriek,
lunging with its mouth wide open toward Ulmir.
He dodges just in time,
appearing behind Seitoshi,
ready to annihilate her…
but the serpent whips its tail,
slicing Ulmir in half,
and sending him flying,
embedding him into a distant mountain.

The serpent shrieks again,
coiling twice around the Supreme Mage, Seitoshi, and the princess,
like a living shield.

Ulmir, still alive,
rises from the rubble,
his body regenerating slowly.
And he roars in fury:

—

ULMIR (roar of hatred)
— “Damn hero!
Why do you always stand in our way?!”

But then…
he stops.
His eyes widen.
And he understands.

—

ULMIR (low voice, with fear)
— “It’s not the last hero…
It’s his essence…
woven into the world.”

The earth trembles.
The eclipse burns.
And the hero’s soul…
keeps fighting.

—

 END OF SCENE

 SCENE – “The Final Whip and the Abyss’s Fury”

The eclipse still covers the sky.
The earth is cracked,
the air thick with tension.
Ulmir — the abyssal star —
raises both hands,
and conjures a crimson fire attack,
a spinning sphere that roars like a corrupted sun,
fueled by pure hatred.

The colossal serpent, formed of living roots,
senses the danger.
Its body shifts element:
water and lightning,
with liquid scales that spark like a living storm.

With a fierce shriek,
the serpent unleashes a devastating beam,
a fusion of aquatic pressure and electric discharge.
Both attacks collide midair,
crimson fire against elemental roar.

The serpent’s power consumes Ulmir’s attack,
breaks it down,
and detonates it in an explosion so brutal
it pulverizes an entire mountain behind him.

Ulmir staggers.
For the first time,
he knows he’s powerless.
His gaze hardens.
His body trembles.
And he opens a dark portal to escape.

—

ULMIR (broken voice, full of hatred)
— “Damn you all!
Damn the hero!
Damn the world that protects him!”

But just before the portal closes,
the serpent whips its tail,
severing both of Ulmir’s hands,
letting them fall to the ground like burning ash.

Ulmir vanishes,
screaming in fury,
mutilated,
but alive.

Deep within the Abyss,
Ulmir falls to his knees.
His body begins to regenerate slowly,
but his face…
no longer smiles.
Only pure rage.
His eyes burn.
His breath scorches.
And his hatred…
grows.

—

 END OF SCENE

 SCENE – “The Final Gesture of the World’s Guardian”

The battlefield has fallen silent.
The eclipse has faded,
and the air, though still heavy with ash,
begins to breathe calmly.

At the center, Seitoshi drops to her knees,
exhausted, her skin still vibrating from the transformation.
Beside her, the Supreme Mage dissolves slowly,
leaving Maerlyn, Zireya, and Thalwen
collapsed, gasping,
eyes half-closed from the effort.
The Princess of Light sits on the ground,
hands trembling over her chest.

The five are drained.
No shields.
No voice.
Only the echo of what they endured.

Then, the colossal serpent,
still encircling the group like a living shield,
lowers its head slowly.
Its body begins to change:
scales of fire and stone turn earthy,
covered in fresh grass,
as if the earth itself reclaims it.
Its eyes glow green,
and a soft, warm energy
emerges from within.

A breeze envelops the five.
Their bodies glow.
Energy returns.
Not as an explosion,
but as an embrace.
The five rise slowly,
eyes wide,
hands trembling,
hearts beating with renewed strength.

—

MAERLYN (soft voice)
— “It gave us… the last of what it had.”

—

SEITOSHI (reverent, gazing at the serpent)
— “Thank you… Master Kagayaku.”

The serpent, in a solemn gesture,
raises its head one final time,
as if acknowledging the call.
Then,
its body begins to flake,
the fragments vanishing with the wind,
like dry leaves returning to the cycle.
Finally,
its head disappears,
leaving only a mark on the earth…
and a silence that is not empty,
but respectful.

The world has not been saved.
But it has been protected.
By an essence that needs no body…
to keep fighting.

—

 END OF SCENE

 SCENE – “The Third Star: The World Watches, the Hero Persists”

The entire world trembles violently.
The planet’s roots shudder,
the skies split with a spatial sound that tears the atmosphere,
deep, resonant—like a call no one can ignore.

A third star is born,
detached from the second,
leaving a luminous gap between them,
like a living crack in the firmament.

—

SEITOSHI (standing, gaze fixed on the sky, exhausted but steady)
— “Oh wow…
now there are three stars…”

In the Elven Kingdom,
the tremor shakes the trees,
leaves fall as if the forest breathes in fear.
The sages close their books.
Children stop running.
Elves gaze at the sky,
souls suspended.

—

ELVEN PRINCESS (trembling voice, hand on chest)
— “A third star?
Is something… awakening?
Or someone?”

—

ELVEN KING (from the highest tower, grave tone)
— “It’s not magic.
It’s will.
The world is responding to a force that refuses to surrender.”

—

ELVES OF THE KINGDOM (murmuring among themselves)
— “What does this mean?”
— “Is it a sign?”
— “A warning… or a promise?”

In the Rising Dragon Kingdom,
the towers vibrate.
Dragons lift their heads.
The guardian mages gather in a circle,
and Kagayaku’s six sisters—Airi, Sayra, Elen, Hana, Kaela, and Nira—
watch the sky from the Wind Temple’s terrace.

—

AIRI (eyes wide)
— “Another star!
That wasn’t there before!”

—

SAYRA (voice trembling)
— “Why is another one appearing?
What does it mean?”

—

ELEN (firm tone, arms crossed)
— “It can’t be a coincidence.
Something’s happening up there.”

—

 SCENE – “The Signal in the Sky and the Hero’s Essence”

—

HANA (frowning at the sky)
— “What if it’s a sign?
What if something… is changing?”

—

KAELA (looking at the mages)
— “Do you feel it?
It’s like the air is… charged.”

—

NIRA (soft voice, almost reverent)
— “I’ve never seen the sky like this.
Three stars…
as if the universe were marking something.”

—

KINGDOM MAGES (in chorus, solemn)
— “The third star…
is not just light.
It’s a pulse.
An echo that is spreading.”

—

 In the plane of life and death,
the battle continues.
Kagayaku, his body broken,
his soul intact,
does not surrender.

The glitching being,
an impossible figure,
made of black space and reality errors,
approaches with brutality.

It snaps one of his fingers,
and with a brutal heel strike to the head,
slams him into the ground,
as if trying to erase his existence.

—

GLITCHING BEING (distorted, cruel voice)
— “Is this what they call a hero?
A weak joke that doesn’t know how to fall?”

—

Kagayaku, head bleeding,
body trembling,
rises again.
His expression doesn’t change.
Pure courage.
Steadfast silence.

The being throws another blow,
but Kagayaku dodges,
and in a precise movement,
grabs its face,
slams it into the ground,
and delivers a side kick that sends it flying.

But upon landing,
the being rises without a scratch.
Its body continues to glitch,
as if matter cannot touch it.

 The world doesn’t understand.
But everyone feels it.
Kagayaku keeps fighting.
And the universe is listening.

—

 END OF SCENE

 SCENE – “The Breath of Heaven and the Silent Prophecy”

Meanwhile,
in a place far away…
but close to the dead,
the sky breathes.

No clouds.
No stars.
Only colossal pillars of smooth concrete,
covered in golden runes that pulse like ancient hearts.
Each symbol beats with a rhythm beyond time,
as if the universe remembers something that hasn’t yet happened.

Millions of celestial entities gather,
not in chaos,
but in perfect order:

· Angels

· Archangels

· Seraphim

· Thrones

· Dominions

· Virtues

· Powers

· Principalities

Their wings stretch like oceans of light.
Their eyes do not blink.
Their songs do not sound.
Because today…
they do not sing.
Today, they wait.

And among them,
at the center of the convergence,
stands God himself.
A beam of round, radiant light descends from above.
At its center,
a sky-blue eye,
surrounded by a crown of golden fire,
with points and thorns spinning like living constellations.

On each side,
two luminous wings,
not flapping…
but breathing.

—

GOD (a voice not heard, but felt in every fiber of the soul)
— “His awakening…
draws near.”

And beside that light,
standing among the pillars,
with hair like liquid shadow
and eyes like shattered moons,
is Izanami.

Her presence does not interrupt.
Does not invade.
It simply accompanies.

—

IZANAMI (soft voice, as if speaking through time)
— “My dear Kagayaku…
your purpose is greater than your future.”
And the heavens,
for the first time in ages,
do not respond.
They only wait.

—

 END OF SCENE

 SCENE – “The Voice of the Cosmos and the Celestial Warning”

The breathing sky… stops.
The golden runes on the colossal pillars cease pulsing.
The light fades.
Not from absence…
but from presence.

A voice resounds across the heavens.
It has no echo.
No origin.
Only impact.
The entire place darkens.

The pillars tremble.
Celestial wings fold.
And God and Izanami turn slowly,
gazing toward where darkness begins to cover the sky.

The darkness does not fall.
It advances.
As if the universe were being claimed by something older than light.

—

IZANAMI (grave voice, face hardened)
— “…It’s Dullminior…”

And within that spreading darkness,
a voice speaks.
Not like mortals.
Not like gods.
But like time itself.

—

DULLMINIOR (resonant, ancient voice, as if speaking from the origin of the universe)
— “The first great battle is approaching…
I hope you’re ready for it…”

The angels brace themselves.
Their wings stretch like shields.
Their eyes ignite.
Silence breaks with the sound of millions of celestial hearts beating in unison.

And in the darkness…
two colossal eyes emerge.
Galactic aqua blue,
kilometers in diameter,
as if the cosmos itself were watching.

They do not blink.
They do not approach.
They simply observe.
Light trembles.
The sky waits.
And the balance…
is about to break.

—

 END OF SCENE

 SCENE – “The Aura of the King of the Cosmos”

The sky, once solemn, now trembles in silence.
The advancing darkness does not scream, does not roar…
it breathes.

The angels, upon hearing Dullminior’s voice,
do not hesitate.
They unsheathe their golden swords,
each carved with centuries of light,
and form perfect ranks,
as if the universe itself had trained them for this moment.

But then…
Dullminior extends his aura.
He does not attack.
He does not raise his voice.
He simply exists.

And that existence…
topples the weakest.
The lesser angels fall to the ground,
their wings folding,
their swords dimming.
Not from fear,
but because their essence cannot withstand the presence of the King of the Cosmos.

Yet the Seraphim, Thrones, Virtues, Powers, and Principalities
remain standing.
Their eyes blaze.
Their wings expand.
They do not retreat.

And at the center,
God and Izanami
do not move.
Their light does not fade.
Their gaze does not tremble.
Because they understand.

In the darkness,
Dullminior’s colossal eyes
—galactic aqua blue,
kilometers wide—
watch without blinking.

No movement.
No sound.
Only a presence that bends reality without touching it.

The first great battle…
has not begun.
But the world is already trembling.

—

 END OF SCENE

 SCENE – “The Mockery of the Cosmos and the Primordial Essence”

The darkness does not merely cover the sky…
it corrupts it.
The golden runes fade.
Celestial wings tense.
And the air grows so dense that even light seems to suffer.

From the center of the abyss,
Dullminior’s colossal eyes —galactic aqua blue, kilometers wide—
shine with an arrogance that needs no form.
And then…
he laughs.
A resonant laugh,
ancient,
as if the universe remembered its first mistake.

—

DULLMINIOR (voice that tears through the fabric of time)
— “Just as I killed the first hero…
I will kill this second one.
Collectibles?
Don’t you think…?
The first, chosen by God…
the second, by Izanami…
What a surprise.
Choices…
don’t always divert the same inevitable fate,
do they…?
I am not human…
not even divine by your terms.
I am the first essence,
from before humanity had traits.”

The echo of his words does not fade.
It lingers.
As if the universe cannot expel him.

The lesser angels remain fallen.
The Seraphim and Thrones stand firm.
God watches without blinking.
Izanami does not retreat.
But all know…
the first great battle
is no longer a possibility.
It is a promise.

—

 END OF SCENE

 SCENE – “The Silent Return and the Charge of Light”

The echo of Dullminior dissolves into the void,
as if the universe needed time to digest his threat.
The darkness recedes,
but the tremor lingers in the hearts of those who felt it.

Elsewhere in the world,
beneath a clear sky,
Seitoshi, in her 300-meter white dragon form,
soars through the winds with solemn grace.
On her back,
the three mages—Maerlyn, Zireya, and Thalwen—
and the Princess of the Kingdom of Light
travel in silence.

The princess does not speak.
Her eyes remain fixed on the sky,
where the four-pointed stars shine with a new intensity.
She does not ask.
She only watches.

After a long flight,
the group arrives at the Rising Dragon Kingdom.
The air turns solemn.

The princess descends with the mages.
Seitoshi, exhausted,
takes a deep breath,
and slowly returns to her human form,
her arms still shimmering with scales.

At the temple entrance,
Kagayaku’s six sisters—Airi, Sayra, Elen, Hana, Kaela, and Nira—
wait anxiously.
Upon seeing them arrive,
they rush forward.

—

AIRI (direct tone)
— “Why did you leave so suddenly?”

—

ZIREYA (looking down, tired voice)
— “It’s a long story…”

—

MAERLYN (stepping in firmly)
— “What matters now…
is that you protect the Princess of the Kingdom of Light.”

—

THALWEN (looking at Nira)
— “Please…
she cannot be exposed.”

The six sisters exchange glances.
They ask no further questions.
They do not hesitate.

—

SAYRA (nodding solemnly)
— “She will be protected.
With everything we have.”

—

KAELA (taking the princess’s hand)
— “You’re safe now.”

The princess does not respond.
She simply looks at the sky once more.
The three stars shine.
And the world…
waits.

—

 END OF SCENE

 PROLOGUE – “The Creator and the Fall of the Heart”

A voice that is not heard…
but felt.
As if the universe remembered its first breath.

A floating book opens in the middle of nothing.
Its pages are not made of paper,
but of liquid light,
and each sheet displays ancient drawings,
etched with strokes only gods can understand.

—

NARRATOR (formless, timeless voice)
— “Millions of eons ago…
there existed a being whose absolute power
guarded multiverses, universes,
and all creation born of stars.”

— “A faceless being,
made of luminous white energy,
with sky-blue eyes,
who watched over all that breathed,
and all that did not yet know it existed.”

— “He designed the sun,
trimmed the moon,
created stars and planets,
in a void cosmos only he could fill.”

But then…
one of his planets evolved.
And the others, already alive,
began to show a pattern:
violence.
Not just in animals,
but in the most arrogant…
or genuine beings,
depending on their nature.

—

NARRATOR
— “The Creator, upon witnessing this,
developed an emotion he had never known:
love.
And with that love,
he chose to absorb all evil
from all multiverses, metaverses, universes…
and the absolute cosmos.”

— “For millions of years,
his essence filled with that darkness.
Until,
without organs,
he developed something he was never meant to have:
a heart.
And that heart…
was consumed.”

The being began to despise his own creation.
And with a single motion,
he drove his sword into the center of all he had made.
The cosmos trembled.
Laws shattered.
And his once-pure energy
turned to hatred and arrogance.

—

NARRATOR (fading voice)
— “Thus began…
the story that has yet to end.”

—

 END OF PROLOGUE

 VISUAL PROLOGUE – “The Creator’s Transformation”

The floating book remains open,
suspended in a void that belongs to no plane.
Its pages glow with living strokes,
and two images are revealed with solemnity:

The first shows the pure being,
a faceless figure,
made of luminous white energy,
with sky-blue eyes,
surrounded by forming constellations,
designing suns, trimming moons,
creating worlds with the delicacy of a silent father.

The second image…
is Dullminior.
Seated on a throne suspended in the cosmos,
wearing galactic purple armor,
forged from dead stars,
and a metal mask that hides what was once light.

—

NARRATOR
— “That being…
is Dullminior,
the King of the Cosmos…”

The image is rendered with impossible precision:
A floating three-pointed crown,
spinning slowly above his head,
as if each point marked a lost era.

His sword,
with a black galactic blade,
shows trapped stars,
and graves of forgotten galaxies etched into its edge.

The hilt,
made of eternal ice,
shines with a cold that belongs to no climate.

His white eyes,
faintly luminous,
do not look…
they absorb.
And within him,
there is no soul,
only the cosmos,
with dead galaxies spinning slowly,
as if his body were the universe’s graveyard.

The book closes slowly,
but the echo of its story remains.
Because what was once creation…
is now judgment.

—

 END OF VISUAL PROLOGUE

 SCENE – “The Kingdom That Believes”

From a different perspective,
beneath the night sky of the Elven Kingdom,
Seitoshi arrives hours earlier,
still bearing the weight of the journey and broken hope.

With a solemn gesture,
she turns to the ten guardian dragons who escorted her.

—

SEITOSHI (firm voice, unwavering)
— “You may go now…”

The dragons bow,
and one by one disappear into the clouds,
leaving behind a warm sigh in the wind.

Seitoshi returns to her human form.
Her scales dissolve,
her breath slows,
and her steps lead her directly to the Sacred Water Cave.

There, the eight elven mages still stand,
channeling energy to awaken Kagayaku,
who remains in deep coma.

The mages are exhausted.
Their bodies tremble.
Their eyes dim.
But they have not given up… yet.

Before the kingdom sleeps,
the Elven Princess approaches,
her face worried,
gazing at the young man who arrived as a stranger…
and has yet to awaken.

Seitoshi looks at her master.
Her face is serious.
But tears fall silently down her cheek.

—

SEITOSHI (thinking, soul broken)
— “I miss him…
Master Kagayaku…”

After hours of effort,
the mages slowly lower their arms.
One of them, with a broken voice,
breaks the silence:

—

HEAD MAGE (barely breathing)
— “We’re sorry…
we can’t do anything more…”

Seitoshi clenches her fists.
Her knees give way.
She collapses to the ground,
weeping,
remembering the moment Kagayaku summoned her,
when they fought together,
when he gave her a name…
when she was born as Seitoshi.

The Elven King,
his face hardened,
bows his head.

—

ELVEN KING (grave, sincere voice)
— “I’m sorry…”

The princess, mouth slightly open,
weeps in silence.

But no one noticed…
that the entire elven people
were outside the cave.

Children.
Adults.
Elders.
Youth.
Women.
All of them.
Without exception.

Seitoshi, still on her knees,
opens her eyes and sees the people.
Her tears stop.
Awe envelops her.

The people walk slowly
toward the young man who arrived as a stranger.
They see the eight mages,
tired,
unfed…

Without moving.

The Elven Princess steps forward.
Her eyes turn luminous green.
She extends her arms.
And shares her power with the mages.

The people watch…
and choose to follow her.
One by one,
they activate their elemental nature powers
and offer them.

The mages, surprised,
receive the energy.
And then…
the Elven King joins as well.
His power, ancient and steady,
flows toward them.

The vortex around Kagayaku,
once pale,
turns crystalline green,
as if hope had taken form.

 And all of them…
try once more.

—

 END OF SCENE

 SCENE – “Where Pain Doesn’t Break Faith”

In the plane where life and death intertwine,
the battle continues with unrelenting brutality.

The glitching being,
an entity made of cosmic fractures and formless hatred,
has Kagayaku by the hair.
With overwhelming force,
it slams him into the ground again and again,
as if trying to erase his existence from the memory of the universe.

But Kagayaku,
though his body bleeds,
though his breath falters,
does not surrender.
In an unexpected move,
he headbutts the being directly,
then follows with a frontal kick,
sending it flying through the fragments of the plane.

The being reassembles,
its distorted form reforming effortlessly,
and with a voice that tears through space,
declares:

—

GLITCHING BEING (deep, cruel voice)
— “I’m going to kill you…”

Kagayaku, gaze unwavering,
his face covered in blood and light,
replies without hesitation:

—

KAGAYAKU (low voice, indestructible)
— “I’m not afraid to die…
because I’m beside her in every moment…”

The plane trembles.
Not from power.
But from the truth still burning in the hero’s heart.

—

 END OF SCENE

 SCENE – “Never Surrendered”

The plane of life and death cracks with every step.
The darkness of the glitching being twists like a void with a voice.
Its figure, still distorted,
rises before Kagayaku,
with hatred that needs no form.

—

GLITCHING BEING (ragged, mocking voice)
— “Let’s see if your words…
hold up.”

Kagayaku, face bloodied,
body scarred by battle,
but gaze untouched,
responds without hesitation:

—

KAGAYAKU (firm, burning voice)
— “I’ll end up alive or dead…
but only after I’ve killed you.”

The being laughs with contempt,
its voice turning into invisible blades that slice the air.

—

GLITCHING BEING
— “Do you really think you’re a hero?
You’re just a fool…
pretending to be one.”

Kagayaku doesn’t flinch.
He steps forward.
His shadow stretches.
His soul does not tremble.

—

KAGAYAKU (grave voice, like a vow)
— “Then we’ll see who dies here…
but you’ll never see me surrender to any being.
Not you.
Not the cosmos.”

The plane trembles.
Not from power.
But from a will that does not break.
And in that instant…
the universe listens.

—

 END OF SCENE

 SCENE – “No Arms, No Fear”

The plane of life and death grows darker,
as if the universe itself refuses to witness what’s happening.
The glitching being,
wrapped in distortion and arrogance,
delivers a brutal slash…
and severs Kagayaku’s second arm.

Kagayaku falls to his knees.
His body trembles.
But he does not scream.
He does not complain.
He simply breathes…
as if pain were part of the path.

The being doesn’t wait.
With a hand wrapped in corrupted energy,
it pierces Kagayaku’s torso,
tearing through flesh, light, and essence.

—

GLITCHING BEING (cruel voice, triumphant tone)
— “Looks like…
you’ll be the one to die first.
Where’s your bravery now?”

The being leans in,
searching Kagayaku’s eyes
for any trace of fear,
any tremble,
any crack.

But Kagayaku…
only spits blood.
And his face…
does not change.
The same gaze.
The same resolve.
No arms.
No strength.
But something the being will never be able to take.

The plane trembles.
Not from the enemy’s power.
But from a will that refuses to yield.

—

 END OF SCENE