The sun was barely peeking over the horizon, tinting the sky in shades of orange and pink, when Biel stepped into the courtyard. The morning breeze was fresh, carrying the scent of dew on the grass. He paused for a moment, looking at the sky with determination.
"This training will be the key..." he murmured, clenching his fists. "If I want to defeat Domia and her army of arrogant nobles, I must be ready for anything."
"Biel!" Aine’s cheerful voice pulled him from his thoughts. The girl with shimmering hair and sparkling eyes appeared beside him with a playful smile. "I’ve already prepared the door to the training dimension. As I told you, it will be six months there, but only ten days will pass here."
Biel nodded, his expression resolute. "Perfect. That’s enough time."
Aine looked at him thoughtfully, tilting her head. "If you want, I can extend the time to fourteen days. That way, when we come out, Ylfur would already be here and we could face them together."
Biel smiled gratefully but shook his head. "I appreciate the thought, Aine. But ten days will be fine. I don't want to waste another second."
Aine sighed and then offered a sweet smile. "Alright, as you wish, dear Biel. Now, let me explain the details of this dimension. It is called Reality 982 ORC. There, I have absolute control over everything. I can create beautiful landscapes, summon anything I imagine... Everything that exists in that place is my will."
"Total control...?" Biel raised an eyebrow, impressed.
"Yes, but that is only a hint of my true power," Aine said with pride, though her cheeks flushed slightly pink. "To be precise, it’s only 2% of my real power."
Biel’s eyes widened in shock. "Only 2%!? Then... are you incredibly strong?"
Aine looked away, her expression a mix of modesty and slight discomfort. "Well... yes. But I’m not the most powerful. My brothers, the other Fragments, surpass me in strength. Although..." her tone shifted to a more mischievous one, "in terms of intelligence, they are like ants compared to me."
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The group began to gather. Charlotte was the first to arrive. "So, is this where we’ll become stronger?"
"That’s right," Aine replied with a reassuring smile. "This dimension will allow you to push your skills to the limit without any real risk."
Acalia appeared in silence, her posture serene as always. She approached Biel, her gaze soft yet firm. "Are you ready, Biel? This won't be easy."
"I know. But if I want to protect you all, I must surpass my limits."
Xanthe and Easton arrived next, their faces reflecting excitement and nervousness. Ryder joined them, punching his palms with energy. "Yumi" followed with a playful sigh, and Raizel simply murmured about improving her angel power. Sarah arrived with a soft laugh, and finally, Gaudel joined the group.
"I’ve decided to go with you," Gaudel said, looking at Biel with resolve. "I can't stay behind while you get stronger. I also want to protect this city... and the people I love."
Biel smiled warmly, placing a hand on Gaudel’s shoulder. "Then welcome to the team, Gaudel. We’ll give it our best together."
Aine watched them all, her expression soft and motherly. "You are ready... Welcome to Reality 982 ORC."
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The door glowed intensely, and one by one, they crossed the threshold. A brilliant light enveloped them, and upon opening their eyes, they found themselves in a place that looked like it was taken from a dream. Vast green fields stretched to the horizon, dotted with vibrant flowers. Elegant, classical houses integrated perfectly into the landscape, and a crystal-clear river meandered through golden hills.
"This place is... beautiful," Biel whispered in awe.
"Aine," Biel asked, turning to her, "what if we destroy something here during training? Will all this disappear?"
Aine let out a small laugh. "Don't worry, Biel. Nothing will be destroyed here because my power protects everything. I control this reality at will."
Biel sighed in relief. Aine’s expression then turned more serious. She looked at the clear sky and continued in a nostalgic tone. "This place... and I... are part of something much larger. Biel, it’s time you knew the truth. I am part of 'The Primordial Key.'"
Biel looked at her in surprise. "The Primordial Key...?"
"Yes. Long ago, we were only known as 'The Key,' a complete fragment with immeasurable power. But millennia ago, that fragment split into five parts, destined to guide the heroes called The Sent through generations."
"Five parts...?"
"Yes. Currently, only two of those fragments have been granted to heroes: myself... and my brother, Luthan." Aine paused, her eyes glistening. "Luthan was the first to be granted to a hero who arrived in this world many years ago. He was responsible for sealing the Demon Kings back then... But his hero has died... and when a Bearer dies, the Fragment dies too."
Her voice trembled, and a tear slid down her cheek. "That's why... when you... when you died, Biel... I was so afraid. Because I knew that if you disappeared... I would too. And I couldn't help you... I couldn't do anything for you."
Biel stood in silence. He stepped forward and hugged Aine tightly, whispering in her ear. "You don't have to carry that alone anymore. We’re in this together now. Whatever happens, we will come out victorious. I promise."
Aine clung to him, her shoulders shaking as she let out her suppressed emotions. "Thank you... Biel..." she murmured between sobs.
Charlotte stepped forward, crossing her arms. "You don't have to apologize, Aine. We all carry our own burdens... but it’s good to know we aren't alone. We will get through this together."
Aine nodded, her smile returning, though faint. "Thank you... everyone." She took a breath and continued with more firmness. "Now, you must know that the five fragments that form The Key or The Primordial Essence are: The Eternal Flame, The Twilight Essence, The Celestial Serpent Gem, The Cyclic Wind Core, and The Relic of Arcane Flare. Together, they form an unrivaled power... a power destined to guide heroes."
Biel looked at his hands, feeling the weight of his path. "Then... we have a role to play in this story."
Aine looked him in the eyes; her resolve was unshakable. "Yes, dear Biel. You are one of those heroes. And your destiny is only beginning to reveal itself."
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A sudden, freezing wind swept across the field of flowers. Biel and the others tensed as a new presence emerged from the horizon—a man with long, wavy silver hair and golden eyes that reflected ancient wisdom. He wore dark robes that moved like liquid shadows.
Aine’s eyes lit up with surprise. "Eldric...! I didn't expect to see you here so soon."
The man laughed softly. "When I felt your energy and theirs, I knew you had finally made a choice... so I came to see for myself." His eyes fixed on Biel. "So... this is the human who bears the Fragment of the Infinite."
"Who are you...?" Biel asked, holding his gaze.
"I am Eldric, the Fragment of the Twilight Essence," he replied with a slight bow. "My brothers Varael, the Fragment of the Relic of Arcane Flare, and Sylas, the Fragment of the Celestial Serpent Gem, are also ready to train you."
Aine organized the groups: "Biel, Charlotte, and Yumi will train with me, the Fragment of the Eternal Flame. Easton and Xanthe will train with Varael. Acalia and Gaudel will train with Sylas, while Ryder, Raizel, and Sarah will do so with Eldric."
Eldric smiled. "For six months, you will train in our domains, separated by vast oceans. There, you will live in isolation and focus solely on becoming stronger."
"Then let’s do it," Biel nodded. "See you in six months, friends!"
Meanwhile, in the Demon World
The air was dense and heavy, impregnated with the metallic scent of blood and sulfur. Under a crimson sky, Ylfur advanced with a firm step.
"This place is as miserable as ever..." he murmured.
A horde of low-ranking demons ambushed him, but Ylfur showed no mercy. With a swift movement, his claws shimmered with dark energy, tearing through his enemies. "Pathetic," he spat.
"Oh, so you've returned, dear friend," a mocking voice rang from the shadows. Calupsu, a tall and slender demon with scarlet eyes, emerged. "What are you doing here, Ylfur? Have you come to strengthen yourself for that... human?" He laughed. "Why do you still call a mere human 'Master'?"
Ylfur’s dark aura flared. "Shut your mouth, Calupsu! I won't let you speak of my Master that way!"
"Hmph... I won't accept that human as my Demon King until he comes here and proves it to me personally," Calupsu sneered, vanishing into the shadows.
Another figure emerged—Palser, with glowing yellow eyes. "Always the same... pointless fighting," he said. "Ylfur, I’ve heard what happened. Monsfil chose a human, and you chose to serve him."
"That’s right," Ylfur admitted.
Palser laughed. "I don't care if he’s human or demon. Power is all that matters. I heard you were defeated by a dragon; that wouldn't have happened if your power wasn't sealed. Tell me, is that human capable of breaking your seal?"
"If anyone can, it’s him," Ylfur replied, his fists clenched.
"It will be interesting to see," Palser smiled, baring his fangs. "If you need help... find me."
Ylfur looked at the crimson horizon. "Master Biel... I swear I will become stronger. I won't let anyone doubt you." His dark aura glowed with intensity, reflecting his unbreakable vow.
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