THE_WORDSMITH

In this world, some say, the truth and the legends are the same. One such legend belonged to the protagonist, Valerian.

Valerian was an orphan, a boy blessed with a beautiful face, and everyone around him, could not help but want to play with him, till one day a prophet passing through their town pronounced him to be cursed. 

Since that day, the destiny of the boy seemed to have changed completely, he was shunned by everyone around him, and the gazes that were earlier filled with love and affection, now brimmed with disgust and hatred. 

The constant shunning and humiliation made the cheerful child grow up to be bitter and inexpectant. On his seventh birthday, things changed once again. 

This time, it was not the people around him who went through a change, but himself. As he grew up, Valerian became a legend in his own sense. 

The people sang of a boy, who could not speak, they shed tears for a boy, who could not grieve. He came from nowhere yet he was known everywhere. 

Would you like to know this legend? A story where a curse can become a blessing? A story of sacrifice, betrayal, determination, and secrets.

Valerian, The Legendary

Valerian and his team arrived at the fifteenth floor and were surprised. The young man could not help but recall the scene where he found the remains of Dragon Queen Senuim. Even the air around those bones seemed to be dead.

This place was the same. Everything here seemed to be dead. Shiba asked, "This place is even more gloomy than I expected."

Valerian shook his head and said, "This is not gloom but the aura of death. After we have rested, we need to find that wild boss, deal with it, and enter the sixteenth floor, before we return to the surface."

The three people nodded. Viney asked, "Any reason why you seem so serious?"

Valerian sighed, "The aura of death here is similar to what I have seen many times in my world. If you stay here for prolonged periods, your senses gradually weaken, and you will die. This is why I do not want to spend more than a few hours."

Dance Of Death.