Rewrite The Star

CHAPTER 5 : WAVES OF MEMORIES

"Keevin, where are we going to train?" Atlas asked, his voice trembling with anticipation.

"We're heading to the enchanted shores of Woodvale Lake. Your power flows from water, doesn't it?" Keevin responded, his smile radiating warmth. Atlas returned the smile, and together they made their way to the mystical lake, perched atop a hill near their home. As they arrived, the air around them seemed to hum with magic. They took a few steps apart, readying themselves to spar.

"I can't do this, Keevin. It's been so long since I faced anyone," Atlas confessed, his nerves evident.

Keevin chuckled softly. "Believe in yourself as I believe in you. You are stronger than you know. Do not let fear chain your spirit. I trust you, my love. Now, let's begin."

A spark of confidence ignited in Atlas's eyes. "I can do this," he murmured to himself.

They began their duel. "Aqua Arcanum!" Atlas incanted, a shimmering blade of water slicing through the air towards Keevin. Keevin leapt gracefully, the spell passing harmlessly by and cleaving a tree behind him. "Aquavortexia!" Atlas cried out, summoning a swirling water typhoon, but Keevin effortlessly dispelled it.

"How did you do that?" Atlas asked, astonished.

"I have lived through centuries and learned the secrets of countering magic. Though I am a warrior, an elf's also learnt about magic," Keevin explained. Atlas recalled Keevin's words from long ago and felt a twinge of doubt about defeating him. Sensing this, Keevin approached and enveloped Atlas in a gentle embrace.

"Focus now. I will teach you the long-lost magic of the water wizards," Keevin said with a solemn expression.

"Long-lost water magic? From the age of gods? I thought it was a mere legend," Atlas replied. Keevin floated gracefully, chanting, "Aquametria." The ground trembled, water rising into a colossal wave that advanced toward Atlas.

"Summon your enchantment, create a barrier to shield yourself!" Keevin commanded. Atlas, initially panicked, sought higher ground but then halted.

"I can't run forever. Fear will not rule me. I must stand my ground," he whispered to himself. With resolve, he faced the oncoming wave and spread his arms wide. "Stella Sanctum!" he invoked, and his surroundings glowed with a celestial light. Keevin smiled, impressed.

"The lost barrier magic... I did not know he knew it." The wave crashed upon Atlas, who emerged unscathed.

"Is that all you've got, old man? The real fight starts now!" Atlas said, excitement dancing in his eyes.

"Old man, you say?" Keevin, who had seen millennia pass, felt a spark of playful indignation. They continued their sparring until the sky blushed with the hues of dusk.

As evening descended, they sat side by side. Keevin raised his hand, healing Atlas's wounds.

"You did well today, but remember, I still won! HAHA!" Keevin laughed. Atlas, annoyed but amused, joined in the laughter. As they watched the sunset, their hands intertwined, and memories of their past began to resurface.

"Do you remember when we first met, and you healed me?" Keevin asked.

"You were practically a corpse then. Haha," Atlas replied with a chuckle. They both reminisced...

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"Uhuh...uhuk." Keevin coughed, blood staining his lips.

"Hold on, I'm here to save you," Atlas said, his voice filled with urgency. He focused his energy into his hands and chanted, "Vitalis Aegis," enveloping the area in a radiant barrier. Keevin's grievous wounds began to heal, but the effort took its toll on Atlas, who coughed and spat blood.

"It's alright. You don't have to heal me," Keevin said gently.

"No! I must. You saved me from the demons and fought valiantly. I have to repay you!" The earth shook as a horde of demons approached.

"Kill the elf! He's a threat to us!" they cried, charging forward. A brilliant barrier formed, and Atlas's eyes glowed with a fierce light.

"If you want him, you'll have to go through me!" Atlas declared with fury. He cast a powerful spell, obliterating the demons and healing Keevin within the barrier. His magic was so potent it nearly razed a town, but one demon escaped.

"That one person slaughtered 67 demons in one strike. Incredible! I must inform the Demonlord!" Atlas collapsed from exhaustion, blood pouring from his mouth.

"Atlas!" a voice called out. "Atlas!" Darren shouted, rushing to them. He found Keevin gravely injured and Atlas drained of mana. Others arrived, whisking them to the recovery room.

Once there, they discovered Keevin completely healed. "What kind of healing spell is this?" Darren wondered aloud.

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A gentle breeze caressed them, and Keevin's hair swayed. "Thank you for saving me, my love," Keevin said, his smile radiant. Atlas blushed and smiled in return. "Thank you for being my love too, my heart," he replied, and they kissed as the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky with shades of twilight.