The Rise of Holy Flame

The freezing air at dawn shrouded into every room of the Vaiskyler residence. A light step walked silently reaching the wardrobe in one of the room on second floor. Rihan stood still in front of the wardrobe before grabbing a white long-sleeved shirt. "The size might fit…" He thought after finding there was nothing he could wear to keep out the cold.

After that, Rihan took a blanket and covered Alvi who was still asleep on the small sofa in the room as well. He smiled gently before walking out of the room in quiet.

When the ancient temple door was pushed open, the ancestral spirits scattered to appear. The ancestor of the Vaiskyler family welcomed him, and asked. "Become High Honor Dragon or refuse that status. You're called, kid."

With a big bright smile on his face, Rihan answered without doubt. "Status as High Honor Dragon are not what I wanted. I have already decided since before coming to take the test."

He climbed the steps of the temple while humming cheerfully towards the top. This relaxed attitude made him seem like a very different person in the eyes of the ancestors. Rihan Daniel who was brutal and heartless in the past, and Rihan Daniel whose now looks happy and enjoy his every moment of life.

"It was as if the weight and pressure had just been lifted on. He is not as rascal as we thought at the first time." Waldermar muttered in astonished.

"The soul of the younger generation, who could have guessed?" continued Ragnvald on the other side.

"You mean free spirit? Dragons have no such thing as freedom, Ragnvald." Frostfall reminded.

"Don't forget that Daniel has mixed blood between human and dragon." Evanosk clarified in case the ancestors forgot the fact.

Anyway, whether it's a good sign or not, but for now on, at least the Dragons and Tanah Agra have regained their power.

At the top of the ancient temple, there is a wick where the Holy Flame should set ablaze. But now, the fire has been extinguished. The tribal tattoo symbol reappeared in Rihan's right eye when he tried to lit an orange flame using the tip of his index finger. The fire was brought closer to the wick and quickly the Holy Flame at the top of the ancient temple was smoldering again. The everlasting protective fire are now reburn.

"Daniel, can I know what kind of power did you put in the Holy Flame?" Evanosk Vaiskyler asked as Rihan went down.

"Something that can block all kinds of attack to the Dragons or Tanah Agra," replied Rihan.

Evanosk tilted his head waiting for a simpler answer.

"A nullified, grandpa." Rihan laughed with satisfaction after successfully confusing Evanosk Vaiskyler.

"Nullified is a passive power that the appearance was very rarely. It can't be used to attack but it's the best for defense." The great Vaiskyler ancestor added.

Evanosk couldn't help but smile proudly. "So that's the power that was bestowed upon you. It suits you very well, kid."

Rihan smiled back at his grandfather. But the talk doesn't last long because Rihan excused himself in a hurry. But the footsteps did not bring Rihan back to the Vaiskyler residence, instead went out leaving Tanah Agra.

"Evan, you know, when the ancestors have designated a dragon to be the new High Honor Dragon, and when the Holy Flame has bestowed upon Tanah Agra, then it is our duty to tell the reason why we chose him as High Honor Dragon." Vaiskyler reminded.

Evanosk frowned uncomprehendingly since he had never experienced such things like today.

"That means we have to tell everyone. His dark side, the bright side and also his past." The Waldermar family ancestor made it clear.

"But, is it wise to expose Daniel's past without permission?" Evanosk was a little worried.

"What are you worried about, Evan?" Despite knowing Evanosk's anxiety, the Frostfall family ancestor still asked.

"Rihan Daniel is of course prepared if his past will be revealed. If not, he might not have uncovered the secret of his tribal tattoo symbol that he had managed to hide so neatly this entire time. This whole thing will also become irrelevant and no such things as newborn High Honor Dragon." Ragnvald explained at length.

"Well, it's the time we gave the Dragons a long sweet-bitter dream." Each ancestor began to stand neatly in front of their respective altars and began to exert a surge of energy.

The energy was caught by the brain waves of the Dragons who were still fast asleep. Then the story of a little dragon named Rihan Daniel begins.