The Sword Of Sunshine [Eng Ver]

Chapter 2

The war left behind a scene of devastation.

The inside of the house was covered in dust from the roof break accident. After sweeping up the dust, Dylan helped me remove the fallen branches from the roof. Now one side of the roof was dented and the fallen tree was still there.

Luckily, the house was left standing.

As usual, I would sell herbs at the market. Although I didn't earn much but it was enough to afford for a small meal.

I didn't have the conditions to go to the academy like my peers, so whenever I had the chance, every time, I would stop by the old library. The shabby library at the end of the village was the only place I could learn interesting things. I would mainly read about herbs, learning more about their various uses. But sometimes I might also find a few books on ancient story, about mages, about the legend of the Lost Eyes.

In the dawn of creation, when heaven and earth were formed, dragons were hailed as the most fearsome beings. With wings that blotted out the sun and eyes that burned like stars, the colossal dragons stirred the very depths of the seas, reduced forests to ash and spread fear throughout the land. Their destruction was a tempest without end.

The First Dragon, a dragon that was the largest of all, its scales shimmering blood-red with golden eyes blazing like suns. Its breath was a tempest of heat, capable of melting the hardest mountains. There was not a single creature that had not heard of him. Fear gripped the land under his reign, as no one dared to question his authority. He was once a fierce king.

Until one day, a white wolf with sparkling blue eyes, reflecting the vastness of the sea appeared. A spark of tenderness ignited within the dragon's heart, drawn by the innocence of this small creature.

A love story, as beautiful as a dream, blossomed between them, despite the difference in species.

Yet, no love, however magical, last forever. One bitter winter night brought their tale to a tragic end. The dragon's screams echoed in anguish, his eyes were gouged out as the wolf vanished, without a trace. Leaving not a whisper of its presence.

The Dragon went mad, stumbled out of the cave, he groped his way forward, lost in the darkness. His rage fueled a destructive fire that consumed everything around. Half of the forest in the South was engulfed in flames, leaving it a charred wasteland. Betrayed and broken, his heart shattered, driving him to tears until his final breath. The crimson torrent that flowed from his wounds merged with the flames, forming a river of blood continues to course through the edge of the scorched forest.

The legend left a curse passed down to the next generation of dragons. Cursed that they would never feel the warmth in their hearts, forever suffering from a painful cold for a thousand years.

Legend has it that the world was beholden to her. Thanks to the wolf, the rampage of dragons was brought to an end. Light once again filled the world, finding solace in peace.

But because of that, Wolf and Dragon have been enemies ever since. They believe that somewhere in this land of the North still holds the lost eyes.

Dragon, a creature of eternal flame, stands in stark contrast to the wolf, a symbol of eternal ice. 

Mages are considered to be exceptional people with the ability to use magic. There are many types of magic such as offensive, defensive and even forbidden one. Most of the rest are just able to transform into their animal forms. They are our most formidable line of defense against the dragon threat. But the number of mages is becoming rarer over time.