Elian was one of the most powerful warriors of his time. His best friend, who had been through so much with him, became his brother in spirit and an ally in battle. But one day their paths diverged. Elian became too dangerous — not only for the world, but for himself. In a battle where they faced each other, his friend, realizing that Elian could destroy everything around him, made a decision: to seal him in a barrier created specifically for him.

This barrier was not just a prison, but a space where time did not exist. Elian was locked in a void where he neither aged nor lived. His mind changed, and his body became something else. He communicated with shadows and entities within the barrier that altered him. He was neither human nor something entirely foreign.

One day, the barrier shattered. The reasons behind this remained a mystery. Perhaps Elian had grown stronger than the barrier, or perhaps someone from the outside deliberately destroyed it. The world he knew had changed. He found himself in a place where no one remembered him. But his enemies — those who had sealed him — were still alive, and they were beginning their hunt.

Elian was no longer sure that his release had been a blessing. He could not forget his friend, who had become his enemy. His goal was to find the one who had sealed him, to understand why it had happened and what lay behind that decision. But with every passing moment, he realized that his power and his transformations were unsettling him. He was no longer human, and his path now might lead to the destruction of everything.

Elian — a prisoner who had become something else — and his return marked the beginning of a new era. Sometimes, It seems that Elian is not from this world.

As Elian stepped into the cave, his gaze swept over the familiar walls. Everything was just as he remembered—or almost. Consumed by memories, he noticed that the things he had once hidden with care had changed. The medicines had long lost their potency, the gold had dulled, and the awards were covered in dust and mold. Everything seemed forgotten by time.


His sword—the very blade he had left here so many years ago—was still embedded in stone. Mold clung to it, but despite its appearance, Elian could feel the familiar aura radiating from it. He stepped forward, his fingers pausing on the hilt.


— "The time has come," he whispered, reaching out.


He drew the sword, feeling the power sealed within it surge through him once more. This blade was far more than just a weapon. It was an extension of Elian himself. He swung it, and the powerful arc sliced through the air, cutting down stone and mold alike. In that instant, the blade cleaved through the cave, and the force of destruction reached the surface of the water above.


Elian stood amidst the rubble, his eyes glowing with determination.


— "Time to have some fun," he said with a smirk, as a new chapter of power and destruction awaited him.


Chapter 35 - Destruction and Beginning