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Evan's steps grew heavier with each stride, the weight of his confusion pressing down on him. He desperately pondered the words Elf had just spoken—he did not belong to this world? He had always thought of himself as an ordinary child, living in an ordinary town, leading an ordinary life. But now, Elf had revealed that his fate seemed to diverge from this ordinary existence, even clashing with everything he thought he knew.
"The power of bloodline..." Evan murmured, as if the term held a secret just beyond his grasp.
"You must understand," Elf suddenly halted, turning to face Evan, "your true identity is not merely that of an 'ordinary' child; it is intricately tied to the fate of this world."
Evan was taken aback, and then a jolt of realization struck him, flooding his mind with confusion and questions. He struggled to suppress the rising panic and could not help but ask, "What am I really? Why is everything sealed away? What about my parents... what is their story?"
Elf's gaze dimmed, and after a moment of silence, it looked down at the ground as if searching for the right words. "Your parents, Evan, their task was to protect you—a massive secret even you were unaware of."
"Protect me?!" Evan felt a sharp pain in his chest as his heart raced uncontrollably. "Why didn't they tell me? Why have they kept this from me?"
A flicker of pain crossed Elf's eyes; its ears drooped slightly as if it had made a difficult decision. "Evan, your parents knew that revealing this secret would come at a great cost, potentially leading you to ruin. So they chose to hide your bloodline and seal your memories until you could bear it all."
"But now, Evan," it paused, its tone becoming more serious, "you have reached a point where you must face all of this."
Evan's mind was in turmoil. He could not comprehend how everything had suddenly become so complicated. A secret about bloodlines had been hidden for so many years, and he had never sensed any hint of it. His mother—the woman who cooked for him every day in the kitchen, who always gently reminded him to be careful—had concealed such profound truths.
"If I know all of this now," Evan's voice trembled slightly, "what will happen to my parents?"
Elf did not respond immediately; its eyes were filled with complex emotions. After a moment, it spoke softly, "Your parents' decision allowed you to grow up in a protected world; they did not want you to be ensnared in that dangerous vortex too soon. However, as time has passed, you have begun to awaken and can no longer remain hidden."
Evan felt as though he had been struck hard in the chest. He lowered his gaze to his tightly clenched hands. Everything he knew—the familiar world—suddenly felt strange and distant. He began to realize that he was not living in a simple world but was entangled in a complex story far more perilous than he had ever imagined.
“What should I do?” Aiven's voice was tinged with melancholy. “How can I face all of this?”
Elf looked at Aiven, her gaze resolute. “You have no choice; you must move forward. Only by confronting the past can you shape the future.”
Aiven took a deep breath, striving to calm himself. “Move forward?” he echoed. “You mean down this passage, to face those secrets?”
Elf nodded. “Yes, Aiven. The power of your bloodline awaits you at the end of this path. The true you will awaken there.”
Aiven fell silent, realizing he had no way back. If he wanted to uncover the truth, if he wished to unravel the mysteries behind his confusion, he had to continue onward.
As they pressed on, the atmosphere in the cave grew increasingly oppressive. Aiven felt a shift in the air around him; that mysterious force seemed to be drawing closer. His heartbeat quickened, and his steps felt heavier.
After about fifteen minutes of walking, the passage ahead widened, leading them into a completely different area. The ceiling was no longer smooth rock but was instead covered with layers of strange plants that emitted a faint glow, as if guiding them through the darkness. Aiven couldn't help but stop, feeling as though the scene around him was surreal.
“What... is this place?” Aiven whispered, his eyes wide with wonder.
Elf did not respond but continued forward, leading Aiven into this peculiar space. Her steps remained steady, suggesting she was familiar with this place.
Aiven followed closely behind her, his mind swirling with questions. This did not appear to be a naturally formed cave; it resembled an artificial structure or, more accurately, some ancient ruin. The walls were etched with intricate symbols that flickered softly, as if silently narrating an ancient tale.
Suddenly, a strange sound echoed—a low chant that resonated through the air. Aiven quickly turned his gaze toward the source of the sound and saw a circular indentation appearing on a stone wall ahead. Something within the indentation seemed to shimmer.
Elf halted and turned back to Aiven. “This is a crucial step. You must touch that symbol; it will awaken the power within you.”
Evan's heart raced violently. He stepped forward and reached out, touching the symbol in the groove. In that instant, a powerful energy surged through his entire body. Evan felt as if a bright light enveloped him, and an invisible force pulled at him, rendering his limbs stiff and immobile.
"Evan, stay calm," Elf's voice came through, steady and reassuring. "This is the moment of your awakening. Do not be afraid; let go and allow your bloodline to guide you."
Evan struggled to maintain his composure. Despite the turmoil within him, he knew he could no longer escape this reality. He closed his eyes, trying to relax and feel the changes within him.
At that moment, a force inside him seemed to unlock. His blood began to boil, energy flowing through his veins, creating an indescribable sensation of vibration. As his power awakened, his eyes suddenly opened, gleaming with a golden light—an illumination he had never seen before.
He sensed a deeper connection with the cave; the ancient symbols began to manifest in his mind, gradually revealing their mysteries. A voice echoed in his ear, clear and resounding: "You have found your true self, Evan."
Evan's heart pounded fiercely as he realized he was no longer just an ordinary boy from a small town. His true identity was slowly surfacing, and the secrets of this world began to unfold before him.
"Are you ready?" Elf's voice came again, filled with anticipation.
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