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Virat: Abandoned by Destiny

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The Last Lesson of the Dragon

Virat: Abandoned by Destiny

Narrator

There are moments...

That a person remembers forever.

Moments when a teacher passes not only knowledge...

But a part of their own soul.

Some farewells...

Are not the end.

They become the beginning...

Of a journey that lasts a lifetime.

The evening sun slowly disappeared behind the mountains.

Golden light entered the ancient cave of the Legendary Dragon.

The peaceful silence inside was broken by a gentle voice.

"V..."

The young boy stopped walking.

He looked toward the entrance of the cave.

"Liza Mom?"

"Can I come inside?"

A warm smile appeared on Liza's face.

"Why not, V?"

"Come."

Slowly...

V stepped inside.

The ancient cave felt quieter than usual.

Liza was sitting peacefully upon the stone platform.

Her golden eyes gently rested upon him.

There was kindness in her smile.

But hidden deep within...

Was a sadness V had never seen before.

Liza quietly motioned for him to come closer.

V obeyed.

Then...

After a long silence...

Liza finally spoke.

"Today..."

"Your training is complete."

V blinked in surprise.

"My training?"

Liza nodded.

"Yes."

"Today..."

"You have become a warrior."

For a moment...

V couldn't believe what he had heard.

His eyes widened.

"Really?"

"Am I really a warrior now?"

Liza smiled.

"Yes."

"You are."

"But remember..."

"Becoming a warrior does not make your path easier."

"It only gives you the strength to continue walking."

"There will be pain."

"There will be failure."

"There will be moments..."

"When even you will begin doubting yourself."

She slowly looked toward the wooden sword resting beside him.

"Never forget..."

"A true warrior never loses his pride."

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Her voice became deeper.

More serious.

"Listen carefully, my V..."

"The identity of a true warrior..."

"Is not decided by how many times he draws his sword."

"It is decided by..."

"How many times he chooses not to draw it."

V remained silent.

Listening carefully.

Liza continued.

"A sword is a weapon."

"It can protect someone..."

"But it can also destroy something precious."

"Those who draw their sword because of anger..."

"Because of pride..."

"Or because of hatred..."

"Are not warriors."

"They are only slaves to violence."

She gently placed her hand upon V's head.

Her touch was warm.

Filled with affection.

"Remember this..."

"Sometimes..."

"The strongest decision a warrior can make..."

"Is keeping his sword inside its sheath."

"Waiting patiently."

"And drawing it..."

"Only for the right reason."

V slowly lowered his head.

He didn't fully understand every word.

But he understood enough.

Enough to know...

That these were lessons he would carry for the rest of his life.

Silence returned.

Only the soft wind entering the cave could be heard.

After a while...

Liza quietly spoke again.

"V..."

"Do you know why I called you here today?"

V looked up.

"To give me my final lesson?"

Liza smiled gently.

"That too."

"But..."

"There is another reason."

Her golden eyes slowly drifted toward the cave entrance.

Toward the endless forest beyond.

"For two thousand years..."

"I remained alone."

"Sleeping beneath this mountain."

"Watching time continue without me."

"I watched kingdoms rise."

"I watched kingdoms disappear."

"I watched countless people live..."

"And countless people leave."

Her voice became quieter.

"So many years passed..."

"I began believing..."

"The world had forgotten me."

A faint smile appeared upon her face.

"But then..."

"You came."

"You walked into my cave..."

"Without fear."

"You listened to my stories."

"You trained beside me."

"And every single day..."

"You called me..."

"Mom."

V's eyes trembled.

Liza's smile became brighter.

"For the first time in thousands of years..."

"I no longer felt like a monster."

"I no longer felt like an ancient legend."

"I simply felt..."

"Like someone's mother."

Tears slowly gathered within V's eyes.

"Liza Mom..."

She gently cupped his face with both hands.

Her voice became softer than ever.

"Thank you, V."

"Thank you for giving this old dragon..."

"A reason to smile again."

A single tear rolled down V's cheek.

His lips trembled.

"Liza Mom..."

"...Thank you."

Liza smiled warmly.

She slowly placed both of her hands upon V's shoulders.

"V..."

"My son..."

"Even if one day..."

"You can no longer see me..."

"Never believe..."

"That I have left you."

She gently placed one hand over the center of V's chest.

"I will always be here..."

"Inside your heart."

"And I will always remain by your side."

"Whenever you face hardship..."

"Whenever darkness surrounds you..."

"Whenever you feel alone..."

"Remember..."

"Your Mom is with you."

"I am not only your mother..."

"I am also your companion."

"No matter where your journey takes you..."

"You will never walk alone."

V could no longer hold back his tears.

He stepped forward...

And quietly embraced Liza.

The Legendary Dragon gently returned the embrace.

Neither of them spoke.

Because...

Some feelings...

Could never be fully expressed through words.

Outside...

The evening sun slowly disappeared beyond the mountains.

And inside the ancient cave...

A mother...

And her son...

Silently treasured a moment...

That would remain in both of their hearts forever

The embrace lasted for a quiet moment.

Neither of them wished to let go.

But...

Every meeting...

Must one day become a farewell.

Slowly...

Liza released V.

She gently wiped the tears from his face.

Then smiled.

"My brave son..."

"It's time."

Liza slowly raised her hand.

A soft crimson light gathered around her body.

Then...

One of her ancient dragon scales gently separated from her chest.

The scale floated through the air...

Before resting in V's trembling hands.

V looked at it in astonishment.

"Liza Mom..."

"What is this?"

Liza smiled.

"This..."

"Is a part of me."

"A scale from a Legendary Dragon..."

"Who has lived for more than two thousand years."

"Very little in this world..."

"Can compare to its strength."

She gently closed V's fingers around it.

"Keep it safe."

"One day..."

"Forge it into a sword."

"But remember..."

"It will never be an ordinary weapon."

"My soul..."

"Will always remain connected to it."

"Only you..."

"Or someone whom this sword accepts..."

"Will ever be able to wield it."

V looked at the shining scale.

Speechless.

Liza continued.

"If this sword is ever damaged..."

"It will heal itself."

"Because..."

"It carries my power."

"And as your strength grows..."

"So too..."

"Will the sword."

Liza smiled softly.

"Now..."

"Give it a single drop of your blood."

"So it may recognize its first master."

Without hesitation...

V gently pricked his finger.

A single crimson drop fell onto the scale.

The moment the blood touched it...

The ancient scale began glowing brilliantly.

A gentle pulse spread through the cave.

For a brief moment...

V felt as though another heartbeat had become one with his own.

A bond...

Was born.

Then...

Liza slowly raised both hands.

An enormous ancient magic circle appeared beneath them.

Runes older than any known kingdom rotated through the air.

The cave trembled gently.

A vast amount of magical power gathered around the Legendary Dragon.

Then...

That immense power separated into two equal streams.

One remained with Liza.

The other...

Entered V.

A brilliant light surrounded his body.

He instinctively closed his eyes.

Warmth...

Strength...

And countless unfamiliar sensations filled his heart.

Liza watched him with gentle pride.

"This..."

"My son..."

"Is my final gift to you."

"It is an ability connected to the power of the Legendary Dragon."

"Legendary Dragonite Girl."

"When the right time arrives..."

"You will understand its true purpose."

The light slowly faded.

Liza quietly looked deeper into V.

Then smiled once more.

"But..."

"There is another power inside you."

"A power that was never my gift."

"You created it yourself."

"With every swing of your wooden sword."

"With every drop of sweat."

"With every moment you refused to give up."

She gently placed her hand over V's heart.

"Your swordsmanship..."

"Has awakened something unique."

"God of Sword."

"This..."

"Is not something I gave you."

"It is proof..."

"Of your own hard work."

V lowered his head respectfully.

"I'll treasure it..."

"Liza Mom."

Liza's expression gradually became serious.

"There is one final thing."

"The power sleeping inside you..."

"Your Ultimate Skill."

"Blood Elevation."

V listened without blinking.

"I have lived for more than two thousand years."

"I have witnessed countless skills."

"Countless heroes."

"And countless legends."

"But..."

"I have never seen anything like yours."

"There is no record of it."

"No legend speaks of it."

"No ancient text mentions such a power."

"As far as I understand..."

"It allows you to copy the abilities of others."

"But..."

Her golden eyes shone with curiosity.

"I believe..."

"That is only the beginning."

"There is something much greater sleeping within it."

"Only you..."

"Can uncover its true meaning."

V looked at her.

His voice trembled slightly.

"Liza Mom..."

"Why..."

"Why are you telling me all of this today?"

For several moments...

Liza simply smiled.

Then she quietly answered.

"Because..."

"Every story..."

"Has a beginning."

"And every guardian..."

"Has a final duty."

The cave fell silent.

A gentle light slowly surrounded Liza's body.

Her ancient magic gathered around her like countless tiny stars.

The air itself became warm.

Peaceful.

Beautiful.

V's eyes widened.

"Liza Mom...?"

She smiled one last time.

"My son..."

"Live."

"Protect what is precious to you."

"And never forget..."

"Power exists to protect..."

"Not to control."

The light grew brighter.

Her body slowly transformed.

The magnificent Legendary Dragon...

Became a glowing ancient egg.

The final fragment of her soul gently entered it.

Silence returned to the cave.

V slowly walked forward.

He carefully embraced the glowing egg.

Fresh tears rolled down his cheeks.

But this time...

He also smiled.

Because he remembered her words.

"I will always be here..."

"Inside your heart."

"You will never walk alone."

The Narrator

Legends...

Do not truly disappear.

They live on...

Through the people whose lives they changed.

On that quiet evening...

The Legendary Dragon who had watched over the world for two thousand years...

Entrusted her final legacy...

To the boy she had come to call...

Her son.

And V White...

Holding both the ancient dragon scale...

And the glowing egg...

Took his first step toward a destiny...

That would one day shake the entire world.

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