Dragon Savior: A New Beginning ( Update Version)

Waking in the Light of Primara (193)

Days passed slowly within the Primara Nation. One day turned into two. Then three. Before anyone realized it, nearly an entire week had passed since the eclipse. And still...Starfania and Atlas had not awakened. The room remained quiet most days. Peaceful. Warm sunlight often slipped through the curtains in the mornings, painting soft golden lines across the wooden floor. Cosmry rested silently atop Starfania's desk in its pen form once more. Yet even dormant, the ancient weapon shimmered faintly in the light. As though some lingering celestial energy still lived within it. Aeron found himself staring at it often. Trying to understand how something so small could hold power capable of awakening the creator of dragons.

Neither Aeron nor Violet left her side for very long. Sometimes they spoke to her together. Other times, quietly alone. Even if they weren't sure she could hear them. Violet sat beside Starfania one afternoon with her legs curled beneath her chair.

" You should hear the stories everyone's telling about you now," she whispered. " Nobody doubts you anymore."

Her smile widened proudly. " People keep calling you the Savior of the Eclipse."

Aeron chuckled from nearby. " Some are even saying you're stronger than Cantina already."

Violet gasped dramatically. " Oh! And Lyam nearly started an argument because someone called GreekCosmo fake."

Aeron laughed fully this time. " I've never seen someone defend that fast."

Violet leaned forward excitedly afterward. " Maximilian said GreekCosmo created Cosmry too!"

Both siblings slowly turned to look toward the desk. Toward the faintly glowing pen resting there silently. Violet whispered in awe. " That means your sword is older than kingdoms and nations..."

Aeron's expression softened afterward. " And somehow it chose her."

Silence followed. A peaceful kind. The kind only shared between people waiting for someone they care about to wake up. Outside, Drogo constantly checked on Atlas. The celestial dragon remained asleep within a protected resting area built specially for him near the gardens. Drogo visited him every day.

Sometimes bringing food Atlas wasn't awake enough to eat. Sometimes simply laying beside him quietly. Watching over him. Waiting. Even Lutu occasionally appeared nearby during the evenings, pretending he was only " passing through."

Yet somehow always remaining close. Then, finally—on the seventh morning—Starfania stirred. Slowly...painfully...but truly awake. Consciousness returned to her little by little. First came the steady sound of her breathing. Then the ache throughout her body. Heavy. Exhausting. But alive. She was healing. A soft groan escaped her lips as she shifted slightly beneath the blankets.

Then—tap. A gentle touch against her shoulder startled her immediately. Starfania jolted awake with widened eyes. Instinct nearly took over before she finally recognized the figure beside her. Cantina. Relief instantly softened Starfania's expression. " Cantina..."

The former Dragon Savior smiled warmly at her. Calmness radiated naturally from her presence. Yet beneath it—there was unmistakable pride in her eyes. She knelt carefully beside the bed.

" It's a relief to see you didn't suffer any major injuries," she whispered softly. Starfania managed a weak smile in return. Her throat felt dry as she tried sitting up slightly.

" How long was I asleep?"

" Nearly a week."

Starfania blinked in disbelief. Cantiana gently continued. " Aeron and Lyam brought you back unconscious. You drifted in and out a few times...but no one knew when you'd fully wake."

Starfania swallowed hard. Pieces of memory slowly returned. The eclipse. The poison rain. Atlas roared beside her. GreekCosmo. Her eyes widened slightly.

" What...happened?"

" What was that dragon?"

Her voice lowered further.

" What did Atlas and I do?"

Genuine curiosity filled every word. Because whatever power she touched that night—it had felt ancient. Endless. Bigger than herself. Cantina grew quiet for a moment before answering.

" GreekCosmo is not merely a dragon," she explained carefully. " They are the First Dragon. The creator of dragonkind itself."

Starfania listened intently.

" Long ago, before nations...before kingdoms...before Dragon Saviors..."

" GreekCosmo helped shape Avalon alongside the celestial forces tied to this world."

Cantina's gaze drifted briefly toward Cosmry resting on the desk.

" They also forged Cosmry."

" That blade was never simply a weapon."

" It is a bridge."

" Between the Dragon Savior...the dragons...and Avalon itself."

Starfania stared quietly at the faintly glowing pen. Suddenly understanding why holding the sword always felt...alive somehow. Cantina looked back at her afterward.

" What happened during the eclipse..."

" Very few Dragon Saviors throughout history were capable of accomplishing."

Starfania's brows furrowed slightly. " Even among adults."

Cantina nodded slowly. " Especially among adults."

Her voice softened afterward.

" Most Dragon Saviors spend years—sometimes decades—trying to form even the smallest connection to GreekCosmo."

" Yet you awakened them at your age."

Starfania looked stunned. Cantina smiled faintly.

" You trusted Atlas."

" You trusted yourself."

" And Avalon answered you."

Silence settled gently between them afterward. Starfania lowered her gaze toward her hands. Still struggling to fully process it all. Because for so long...she had feared she wasn't enough. Yet somehow—when Avalon needed her most—she became exactly what the world needed.