Narrator
Sometimes...
A single moment is enough...
To change how the world sees someone.
Not because of power.
Not because of fame.
But because...
A person finally reveals a part of themselves.
The training ground remained silent.
No one spoke.
No one moved.
Everyone was still trying to understand what they had witnessed.
The boy they thought they knew...
Was different.
The calm expression.
The precise movements.
The mysterious aura.
The way he stood before his opponent...
It was as if they were seeing V White for the first time.
A child who had always been gentle...
Had shown the heart of a warrior.
Little Tia stared at her brother with wide eyes.
For a moment...
She didn't move.
Then...
A bright smile appeared on her face.
"Big Brother!"
She ran toward him.
V immediately lowered his sword and opened his arms.
He lifted Tia gently.
She hugged him tightly.
"You were amazing!"
V laughed softly.
"Really?"
Tia nodded proudly.
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"Of course!"
"You're my Big Brother!"
V smiled warmly.
"Thank you, Tia."
He gently patted her head.
"As long as you're smiling..."
"I'm happy too."
Tia's eyes sparkled with joy.
She hugged him even tighter.
Among the crowd...
Brald White stood silently.
He had seen many things in his life.
Battles.
Losses.
Difficult choices.
But today...
He looked at his son differently.
When V used his technique...
Brald noticed something unusual.
The aura surrounding V...
Was not a single color.
It carried...
Two completely different colors.
One...
A deep crimson red.
The other...
A mysterious black.
The crimson aura reminded him of blood.
Of lineage.
Of something connected to V's very existence.
But the black aura...
Felt different.
Ancient.
Silent.
Almost impossible to understand.
Brald frowned slightly.
"What..."
"Is that black aura...?"
For a brief moment...
Questions filled his mind.
Then...
He slowly let out a quiet breath.
For a moment...
He forgot everything.
The worries.
The fears.
The unanswered questions.
He was no longer...
The chief of Restart Village.
No longer...
A warrior.
No longer...
A leader.
He was simply...
A father.
Watching his son...
Take another step toward the future.
A proud smile appeared on his face.
"Well done..."
"My son."
Lily stood quietly beside Brald.
Her eyes were filled with warmth.
She didn't care about mysterious auras.
She didn't care about powerful skills.
To her...
V was still the same little boy...
Who smiled every morning.
The same child...
Who protected his little sister.
The same son...
Who never gave up.
A gentle smile appeared on her face.
"Our son..."
"Has grown so much."
Brald silently nodded.
"He has."
As the villagers slowly left the training ground...
Many continued talking excitedly about V's performance.
Some praised his swordsmanship.
Others wondered where he had learned such techniques.
The children looked at him with admiration.
The adults smiled with quiet pride.
Without realizing it...
V had become someone the younger children wished to become.
That evening...
The White family's home was filled with warmth.
The comforting aroma of dinner spread throughout the house.
Lily had prepared V's favorite meal to celebrate his successful Skill Test.
The family gathered around the table.
Little Tia happily sat beside her brother.
She couldn't stop talking.
"Big Brother!"
"You were so cool today!"
"When I grow up..."
"I want to be just like you!"
V laughed softly.
"You'll become even better than me."
Tia smiled brightly.
"Really?"
V nodded.
"I know you will."
Kai excitedly recreated the battle using a pair of chopsticks.
"And then..."
"Whoosh!"
"You moved like this!"
"And everyone just stood there!"
He dramatically waved the chopsticks through the air.
Everyone around the table laughed.
Even Alistair...
Who usually remained quiet...
Couldn't hide a small smile.
Watching the family's happiness...
He quietly thanked fate...
For allowing him to become part of this home.
Brald looked around the table.
At Lily's gentle smile.
At Tia's laughter.
At Kai's endless excitement.
At Alistair's quiet happiness.
And finally...
At V.
For a brief moment...
Everything felt complete.
Everything felt peaceful.
He silently prayed...
That these precious days...
Would last forever.
Outside...
A gentle breeze passed through the sacred mountain.
The leaves of the young tree growing above Liza's grave...
Softly swayed.
As though...
Someone was quietly smiling.
Watching over the children...
From beyond the reach of time.
The Narrator
A new warrior...
Had taken his first step.
But the road ahead...
Was still unknown.
Beyond the distant horizon...
Destiny had already begun moving once more.
And little by little...
The world...
Had started to notice...
The existence of V White.