Holyark

VII

As Blaze drifted in and out of consciousness, the Ultima Tree's voice resonated through the cavern one last time. "You are no longer just Blaze Aegis," it intoned, its words seeming to vibrate through Blaze's very being. "You are now Holyark. May the Lord protect you in the name of the Father and of the Son and the Holy Spirit."

The words echoed in Blaze's mind as he struggled to maintain awareness. Just then, hurried footsteps echoed through the cave. A familiar voice called out, filled with worry and relief. "Blaze! Son, are you here?"

Blaze's father burst into the cavern, his eyes widening at the sight before him. He rushed to his son's side, kneeling beside the transformed young man. "Blaze, what happened to you?" he whispered, taking in the changes to his son's physique with a mixture of awe and concern.

As he gathered Blaze into his arms, Mr. Aegis paused, sensing the profound energy emanating from the Ultima Tree. He looked up at its towering form, a glimmer of recognition in his eyes. "Thank you," he said softly, "for watching over him."

The tree's leaves rustled gently in response, almost like a nod of acknowledgment. Mr. Aegis carefully lifted his son, marveling at the new strength evident in Blaze's transformed body. As he turned to leave, he cast one last glance at the Ultima Tree, a silent understanding passing between them.

Carrying Blaze out of the cave and into the cool night air, Mr. Aegis made his way home, his mind racing with questions about what had transpired and what it meant for his son's future. Blaze, still slipping in and out of consciousness, clung to the words echoing in his mind: "You are now Holyark."

As they reached their house, Mr. Aegis gently laid Blaze in his bed, pulling the covers over his son's glowing form. He sat beside him, watching over the young man who had entered the cave as Blaze Aegis but had emerged as something more – Holyark, a name that carried the weight of destiny.