Move Forward from Horrifying Tragedy

The Triangular white portal emerged in the same room that had a giant terracotta statue. There Blue Winter, who now wore only white pants, peacefully meditating with a hard clenching fist with his side.

The Shaolin Warrior opened his eyes as he declined the meditating time by opening his eyes. While Mistress Foreseen and Sparror walked out from the portal inside before they were greeted by Blue Winter's chilling, yet mellow presence.

"Good Afternoon, Mistress Foreseen." He greeted Mistress Foreseen in a calm, welcoming demeanor before he switched towards Sparror in the eyes of curiosity, "And Good Afternoon too, New Hero."

"Good Afternoon too, Blue Winter." She replied happily while The New Hero respectfully bowed with Blue Winter. "Anyway, had you told Southern Shield about the New Hero presence?"

Sparror eyes widened as the Southern Shield name was mentioned and his mind began to puzzle yesterday's meeting, The moment when Mistress Foreseen mentioned her other Shaolin friend more specifically he just received another slot of people he would help in this Shaolin relationship problem.

"I wonder what kind of problem that Southern Shield has?" Sparror wondered within his mind, "That makes a telepath like Mistress Foreseen needing my help."

Mistress Foreseen slightly glanced at Sparror while having a conversation with Blue Winter about Southern Shield. She sharpened her brooding stare towards The Flaming Hero and cotton white eyes shone.

"Traumatic past." Mistress Foreseen telepathically uttered in a forceful tone, "However, apology, I didn't want to talk further about that until the right time to tell you."

"It's fine and I am sorry for asking that." Sparror apologized telepathically.

The Female Shaolin returned her full attention towards Blue Winter and Sparror wandered around the room that had the whole interior made by a shining gold material that was similar to a rich people's house or even more expensive. His sight found an interesting artwork on the wall above.

Artwork of a half-naked, bald head Shaolin monk with long orange pants mediated within a hard, ball-shaped golden barrier. The Shaolin Monk outside was surrounded by a vicious black-reddish mist that had an agonizing expression.

"Sparror." a calm voice called out and Sparror switched his attention to see Blue Winter expanded a welcoming gesture hand, "Have a seat please."

"Thank you, Blue Winter, right?" Sparror replied with an unsure voice.

"Yes, my friend."

Sparror approached the enthusiastic Shaolin Warrior withholding a spark of relief as Mistress Foreseen began to grasp a glad atmosphere within her expression. The smile of Blue Winter appeared once more and that was very delightful for The Female Shaolin to witness it.

"Since you guys are going to have a conversation, I might grab some tea and possibly ask Southern Shield to join us." Mistress Foreseen exclaimed before she opened a triangular portal and bid farewell, "See you later and have a great time."

Thus, Mistress Foreseen entered through the inside of the triangular portal before disappeared together into the ash of nothingness. Hence, Sparror watched with another nervous eye that made a short appearance onto Blue Winter who brought a chilling presence.

Afterward, he washed away by a sigh as he locked on Blue Winter who was still relaxingly meditating with his eyes opened. Thus, The Flaming Hero took a seat beside Blue Winter in a polite manner.

"Sparror, I had a question, what kind of threat were you facing?" Blue Winter asked in an intriguing tone, "I am interested to hear it."

"A humanoid alien that tried to destroy this planet." Sparror explained with a petrified tone, "The bad thing when I met him, one blast almost knocked me up. This is why I need your help Blue Winter because right now, we are not enough to defeat him."

"I see."

Blue Winter rubbed his chin as enthusiastic eyes went down for replacing by gloomy looks in an instance. Reminiscence of glory past memory was comfortingly being picked by The Shaolin Warrior mind.

The memory when he wore a sky-blue Shaolin Gi and white long pants landed a precise straight punch to the chest on his opponent, accompanied by an excited grin. Moreover, The glory day memory flushed away as it gave the same haunting moment of his mind would be forever being kept.

The horrific moment that was his very eyes witnessed the massacre of his Shaolin friends, lied down on the bloody snowy ground. He was frozen in unspeakable horror and unwillingly glared at a long red hair man from a distance.

The red-haired man's face was covered entirely by shadow black void and wore only red long pants. The horrifying past moment flew away to white ashes due to a question from Sparror entered his hearing.

"Blue Winter, I am actually here not just asking for your help, but I am also helping you to regain your old self again," Sparror said with bitter confidence.

Blue Winter eyes highly went up with disbelief shocked as his vision got the glimpse of his old self he had been buried in the golden, rectangular thought grave for quite a long time. An unexpected statement from The Flaming Hero dwindled through his mind who caused a line of tears to drop by and Sparror locked his glare of pity right at him

"Is this Mistress Foreseen request?" Blue Winter asked in a chilling tone.

"Yes." Sparror admitted in conviction, "But, I also wanted to try to help people in a psychological way too."

"Another question, why did you wanted to help a person that you met for the first time?"

Sparror paused by momentary chuckling as Blue Winter slowly formed an enthusiastic smirk. The chilling atmosphere was faded away in the blink of an eyes with The Shaolin Warrior snickered.

"Well...I guess, I just like helping people." Sparror uttered in force confidence.

"I see." Blue Winter replied in an enthusiastic tone. "I promise if I fight you, I will regain my old self again, but it will be quite difficult because of past trauma...still haunting me until this day."

Hence, Blue Winter stood up bravely right in front of him and offered his hand in a well-mannered demeanor. Without hesitation, Sparror accepted the offering hand that helped him to regain a stood still position with an assertive eye went up.

"I'll be fine with the upcoming struggle." Sparror exclaimed, "Beside, life is not always having an easy way."

"Indeed." Blue Winter replied in a chilling tone

Both heroes shook their hands as acceptance and parted away after it's done. Blue Winter politely turned around to meet with The terracotta statue with his stare of unsure conviction. The Flaming Hero's eyes locked his observant attention and bit by bit tried to digest more information.

"Eh..Blue Winter, can I ask this question?" Sparror politely asked.

"Sure." Blue Winter uttered in a chilling mood.

"What kind of past trauma had you been dealing with that made you into a person I saw in the recent news about The Mysterious Ice Warrior?"

As preparation for answering a question that pierced Blue Winter thought like a precise sword stab to the heart, he took a long gap of breath and let out a chilling wind. Moreover, he clenched his fist to chain and endure the disturbing voice that sole purpose brought tormenting burden.

"The Xan Xiang Tragedy." Blue Winter opened the story with a chilling voice that trapped his sadness for going widespread, "A tragedy where my old rival took most of the fellow Shaolin friends' life and extinguished my homeland. It's all my fault because of simple mistake carelessness"

"Back then, I was chosen to be a Warrior of peace, but I never enjoyed that role." Blue Winter added, "Instead, I am a warrior that strove to test the limit or in the simple definition, the selfish challenger. That's one of the reasons I found a rival, to make my own limit testing more efficient and easier."

"Blue Winter, I understand your perspective and point of view." Sparror replied with a sympathetic tone, "And it's not entirely your fault. Your old rival chose himself to betray you and destroy your homeland that's what I saw in my eyes."

"Indeed and I made one of the worst mistakes in existence, committing genocide on his country South China because…..I fell down in deep revenge path with rage and helplessness at the same time."

Sparror felt his heart was shot by a steady bullet with the revelation of Blue Winter as a person who committed genocide. His armory body was totally frozen in uncontrollable fear and sorrowfully shivered his spine.

Furthermore, The Shaolin Warrior dropped down desperate tears as he tightened his clenching fist from holding the despair and regrets. While The Flaming Hero slowly built up a sympathetic feeling towards Blue Winter as he witnessed tears of regrets dropped down like rain to the golden floor.

"That moment led up to a guilt trip of sealing people that could be a threat to the world and society before they committed their criminal act." Blue Winter presumed with a flat tone even though despair tears kept dropping by, "Eventually, it only let rage consume me once again when Al-Shadin disturbed my mind."

As a result, Sparror eyes widened up with ideas after he observed and listened carefully towards The Shaolin Warrior. Moreover, he sighed in relief for a start-up of letting his perfect answer or statement.

"I understand that you make a lot of mistakes and irrational decisions." Sparror exclaimed his bold statement, "But the good thing about is you try to redeem yourself and I appreciate it."

"Why did you think like that, I am curious to hear it, Sparror?" Blue Winter countered accompanied by a curious smirk.

"Because some Supervillains and Antiheroes justified their actions with their tragic backstory. In my opinion, it's not the right way. The tragedy is something that impacts your life as a whole and there are choices of either fulfilling the hatred or moving on from it."

Blue Winter swiftly wiped his tears as an exciting face shone brightly through his expression. The chuckled was out first before it transitioned into a jolly laugh soon followed in a short time that made Sparror oddly glared.

"That's also one of the reasons why you chose not to chase your parent murderer and the drunk driver that was supposed to kill you?" Blue Winter countered.

"Of course, Mistress Foreseen tells you everything about me through telepathy like?" He shamefully guessed.

"Indeed."

Sparror exhaled the discomforting atmosphere and gave a carefree expression towards The Shaolin An expression that gave Blue Winter a poised atmosphere that he slowly absorbed by snickering.

"I guess...so." Sparror exclaimed calmly.

"I never truly wanted to find my parents' murderer or even the drunk driver when I got this power." Sparror added, "I rather moved on from that and chose to always improve myself."

"That also includes helping other people too."

Sparror nodded in a bold conviction within his yellow eyes and Blue Winter pulled out a warm smile towards his new friend. Moreover, The Flaming Hero giggled in gladness due to the bright idea of advice entered his mind.

"I think fighting you will be the most effective way to regain your old self." Sparror confidently presented his idea, "What I heard from Mistress Foreseen and yourself recently, I could say you are kind of person that really loves to face a very powerful person."

"Indeed." Blue Winter replied in a chilling tone.

"Pardon me, Blue Winter." A familiar voice stung both Sparror and Blue Winter's ears.

They gazed at Southern Shield who now wore black long pants, behind the triangular portal as he gave an arrogant smug as he crossed his arm like a proud champion. Hence, Sparror widened his eyes with The Arrogant Shaolin presence, while tried to make a quick observation.

"The New Hero is mine to face." Southern Shield arrogantly exclaimed, "I want to show that he is nothing compared to me"

The triangular portal blinked out as Mistress Foreseen raised her crushing position on her hand. She rolled her eyes and shook her head d annoyance when she locked at Southern Shield who got his rudely arrogant got the best of him.

"Southern Shield is a pretty arrogant and self-absorbed person" Sparror exclaimed within his mind in a tired tone, "And this would be very difficult to help him, but at least, I can try."

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