Crimson Like A Rose 🌹 [Tcf x Wmmap]

Introduction ⚡️

In the heart of the Roan Kingdom, where the golden echoes of thunder rang out, two figures with red hair could be seen in a fierce clash. The sound of steel clashing with thunder echoed through the air as the redhead unleashed bolts of lightning. Hours passed before there was a slight pause in momentum. Cale, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth and staining his torn clothes, faltered for a moment, his eyes dropping to the cracked ground beneath his feet. Across from him, the White Star stepped forward, a grin stretching across his face. He was laughing.

Cale looked up, narrowing his eyes. Why was this radish garbage laughing? The thought barely finished when the White Star lunged at him, sword gleaming with deadly intent. But Cale was ready; he swiftly summoned the Indestructible Shield. 

Holy light brought forth reflected the dim skies, Cale exhaled in silent relief as he drew the World Tree Dagger from his side, feeling its familiar weight in his hand. The White Star continued to strike the shield, searching for an opening to land a decisive blow. His attacks were relentless, each swing aimed to shatter Cale's defenses, but the Indestructible Shield held firm, radiating a soft, unyielding glow.

Cale took the dagger and plunged it into his own heart. Blood poured from his mouth as his vision grew hazy, but his grip remained steady. Ugh—it hurts, Cale thought, as a surge of pain tore through his body. Clenching his teeth, he yanked the dagger free, its blade slick with his own blood, and shifted his gaze to his opponent. Cale's breath steadied, and he involuntarily lowered the shield, ready to strike. 

The White Star, seeing the shield vanish, charged forward like a maniac, sword raised and poised to strike. Boom!—a loud thud echoed across the battlefield as Cale momentarily turned his head, catching sight of his allies rushing towards him. 'Cale, watch out!' they all shouted in unison.

But it was too late. Cale looked down to see a sword piercing through his chest, just below the wound he had inflicted moments earlier. Instinctively, he drove the dagger in his hand straight into the White Star's heart. The force of the strike sent the White Star toppling forward, collapsing onto Cale.

Cale grunted once more, a bloody tear swelling from his eye. The pain, now numbing, seemed to wash over him, dulling his senses. The person on top of him lay silent and unmoving. Cale attempted to shift and free himself from the weight pressing down on him, but to no avail.

That's when he heard footsteps and more shouting. 'Cale-nim! Young master! Cale! Dongsaeng!!!' Choihan was the first to reach Cale, his piercing gaze locking onto the White Star. With little effort, he pulled the White Star off Cale and tossed him aside like garbage. His gaze then fell on the sword still lodged in Cale's body, uncertainty in his eyes as he hesitated, unsure whether to pull it out. 

Cale who now plastered a smile across his face at the sound of everyone's voice, hoped to finally rest in peace.

The others quickly resided by his side, Alberu stopped in front of Cale's face and knelt down. He cupped Cale's face gently, his thumb gently brushing away the blood-soaked tear that had escaped. 'Why are you smiling?' he whispered, his voice trembling as he fought to keep his composure.  'Stay with us, Cale,' he urged, his voice cracking. 'Don't fall asleep yet... you still need to live your slacker life.'

As the sky darkened, the air was pierced by mournful cries. The commander exhaled his final breath, his body falling into the stillness of eternal rest still embraced by the Golden haired prince. The sword master, overwhelmed with emotion, let out a painful cry. 'Cale-nim, don't go... Please!' His voice trembled with grief and desperation as he stopped at his side, unable to do anything to stop the inevitable.

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A figure—no, a creature—swerved by and stopped at the side of the redhead. There was a long silence, then a high-pitched, shrieking cry echoed through the air. 'Human! Human! ⱧɄ₥₳₦! No, why are you bleeding so much, weak human?' The little dragon's voice trembled as it spoke, its lips quivering with desperation. 'Weak human? Why aren't you saying anything?' it cried with tear-filled eyes. 'He's gone, Raon...' someone whispered. 'NO! That can't be! I was supposed to protect you, weak human!' The dragon's voice broke as it wept, 'You can't leave me... no, don't go. I will destroy everything.' 

Raon..." A golden figure called out softly. The baby dragon looked up, its eyes still filled with tears. "Goldie Gramps?" it whimpered, its tiny voice breaking. "WAAAH! Weak human... he's not waking up!" The baby dragon cried out, unable to accept the loss of the one it had remembered as its father. "I'm going to destroy everything!" it declared once more, its voice shaking with grief. But the golden figure gently scooped him into his arms, whispering soothing words as he held the dragon in a warm embrace. More cries echoed through the air before the dragon finally succumbed to sleep, enchanted by a soft magic spell.

The day marked a major turning point in the history of the Raon Kingdom—both a victory and a profound loss. The kingdom in chaos from the death of their beloved commander. 

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𝓘𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓞𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓪𝓷 𝓔𝓶𝓹𝓲𝓻𝓮...

Loud footsteps echoed through the corridor, growing closer with each passing second. The sound halted abruptly at a door, followed by a frantic shout. 'Your Majesty!!! Come quickly... It's a boy!' The voice trembled with both excitement and fear. 

Cold, jeweled eyes snapped open, their sharpness fading in an instant as they softened. Without hesitation, he abruptly rose to his feet. 'Lead the way, Felix,' he commanded, his voice steady as he moved to follow.

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And with that, the introduction comes to an end. I hope you enjoyed this as much as I did writing it. Stay tuned for the next chapter! 💜

*Please note that there may be some grammatical errors, as this has not been proofread yet.

What do you think will happen next, feel free to comment below!

~ Nightfall, signing out.