I kept walking.
And walking.
And walking.but the forest never seem to end everytime I thought I was close more glowing trees showed up ,The air shimmered softly, like it was breathing. I wasn't sure how long I'd been walking—minutes, hours, or days. It all felt the same here. Time didn't move right.
Everything was strange… and quiet.
I passed things I didn't understand—trees shaped like glass, stones floating midair, and a tiny river that glowed silver instead of blue. My footsteps echoed like the ground was alive. I wanted to believe I was dreaming, but the warm air on my skin felt too real.
Sometimes, I thought I heard voices. A laugh far away. A whisper calling my name. But whenever I turned around, there was nothing. Just the glowing path and the forest breathing slowly around me.
I hugged myself and kept walking.
Then I saw it.
At first, I thought it was just another shimmer of light. But no—the trees stopped, the air opened up, and there it was… a gate.
Huge. Silent. Golden.
It stood right in front of me, taller than any building I'd ever seen. It didn't touch the trees—it grew out of them. The gold wasn't shiny—it glowed softly, like the sun trapped inside metal. Strange symbols ran along the frame, glowing faintly. They looked like they were moving, crawling slowly, alive.
I froze.
The closer I got, the more my wrist started to burn. That same golden mark from before—it glowed brighter, matching the gate. I took a step back.
"What… is this place?" I whispered.
No answer.
The gate gave off this… hum. Deep, like it was alive and sleeping at the same time. My chest tightened. Something in me knew this place mattered. It felt heavy , scary ,and dangerous at same time
But I was scared to go near it.
I was scared—scared that if I touched it, I'd vanish again.
So I turned away. I kept walking.
The forest slowly thinned out. The glow faded, and the air began to change. I could smell something new—like flowers, clean wind, and… people?
My heart jumped.
And then, I saw it.
The forest ended, and I stepped into light. Real, soft, golden light. The world ahead looked normal… but not really. The sky was pink, glowing faintly, like cotton candy dust. Houses made of white stone curved into the hills. The street shimmered like running water glowing softly like silver .And there were people—real people—walking, laughing, living.
I gasped, my eyes wide. "Humans?"
They looked human. Normal clothes, normal faces… but something about them wasn't right. Their eyes had this faint glow like tiny stars hiding inside them . The air around them hummed with quiet magic.
I took a few shaky steps forward. "Um… hello?"
No one looked at me at first. Then, slowly, a woman selling glowing fruit turned and smiled politely. "You seem lost, child."
"Yeah," I breathed. "I—I think I am."
I wanted to ask where I was, but the words slipped out before I could stop them.
"Do you… know the Four?"
The woman blinked, confused. "The Four?"
I nodded quickly. "Yes. The Four siblings—do you know them?"
Her smile faded. She looked around nervously. "You shouldn't say that name out loud."
"Why?" I frowned. "Who are they?"
But she shook her head and turned away without answering. My chest tightened. I asked again. A man passing by just stared at me. Another woman whispered something I couldn't hear.
They all knew something. But no one wanted to talk.
I kept walking, moving deeper into the strange town. My hands trembled slightly. I didn't know why, but the more I walked, the colder the air felt. It was like something heavy was pressing on my chest.
Then I noticed it—people looking up, whispering. A shadow moved across the sky.
And everything changed.
The ground shook.
A cold wind ripped through the street.
And then I heard it—the growl.
Deep. Bone-shaking.
I froze.
From the far end of the street, the air tore open—like reality itself ripped apart. A dark crack appeared, glowing red around the edges. People screamed and started running.
And then… it came out.
The Fith.
Huge. Its body was smoke and shadow, but its shape was sharp and wrong. Its eyes glowed white inside the darkness, and its claws looked like melted glass. When it moved, the ground burned where it touched.
I stumbled back, heart pounding.
"What—what is that?!"
The woman who sold the fruit screamed. People scattered, running for their lives.
More cracks opened—three, four, five—and more Fiths crawled out, each one different but all wrong. Some had wings, some crawled, some slithered, but all of them glowed with that same deadly light.
The sky turned darker, and the pink clouds twisted like smoke.
I tried to run, but my wrist started glowing again—brighter this time, so bright I could barely look at it. The golden mark pulsed wildly. The Fiths turned toward me.
Their heads all snapped in my direction.
My breath caught in my throat.
"No," I whispered. "No, no, no—"
I ran.
They followed.
The ground shook with every step they took. I darted between houses, tripped, scrambled back up. My chest burned. I could hear screams behind me. Everything was chaos.
Then something slammed beside me—one of the Fiths landed, its claws tearing the stone road apart. It let out a roar that made my ears ring. I stumbled back and fell. The air crackled with heat.
It reached for me.
And then—light.
A flash, bright and sharp. The sound of something slicing through air.
The monster jerked backward, hit hard by something invisible. A figure landed between us—fast, sure, silent.
I blinked through the light.
A boy stood there.
Dark hair. Sharp eyes. A long coat that shimmered faintly with symbols I didn't understand. His hand glowed faintly, golden light tracing his fingers.
He didn't look back at me—just raised his arm again, summoning a wave of energy that blasted the Fith back.
I didn't need anyone to tell me who he was.
One of the four.
He moved like the wind—precise, calm, powerful. The ground itself responded to him. But even he couldn't handle all of them. There were too many. They surrounded him, growling, hissing, glowing darker.
"Felix!" someone shouted.
Three more figures appeared—two boys and one girl, all glowing faintly with different colors. They joined the fight without hesitation. I watched, frozen, as they moved together like one heartbeat—perfect, strong, unstoppable.
The second slammed his hands on the ground and the earth shot up like giant spikes , pinning one of the fiths . The girl spun and the wind whispered around her, tossing another one across the street. The third brother lifted his and water from a broken fountain twisted into a whip that smashed into a shadows chest . Felix steps foward, fire busting from his hands, and it streaked through the monsters like lightning.
They weren't normal.
They were the Four.
And they were… incredible.
The Fiths screamed as light filled the air—gold, red, white, blue—colliding like lightning. I covered my face, trembling. When I looked again, the street was half destroyed, but the monsters were gone. The cracks in the sky faded slowly, leaving only the faint hum of magic in the air.
The Four stood in the center of the chaos, breathing hard, watching the sky to make sure it was over.
Then Felix turned.
For a second, his ocean green eyes met mine.
I froze.
He didn't say anything. None of them did. They just looked at me—like they were trying to understand who I was and why the light from my wrist hadn't faded yet.
I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came. My vision blurred. The world tilted.
The last thing I saw before everything went dark was Felix taking a step toward me, the glow from his hand still bright and calm against the ruins.
Then—
nothing.