A NEW DAY.

The grand spectacle in the arena concluded, and a new day unfurled in the enchanting realm of El-Kiin.

Nova, roused from his sleep, found an unusual vigor coursing through his veins. 

As Nova traversed the cobbled streets to his workplace, a discerning gaze fell upon him. Em, His superior, couldn't help but notice the transformation in his demeanor.

"Nova," she exclaimed, "what transpired? You appear markedly different, as though touched by celestial forces."

Nova replied to Em's comment, "yeah, I felt good. My usual exhaustion gone, and my body become tough as steel".

Both Nova and Em chuckled and exchanged glances, A attendant from guild master office talked to nova and said, "Sir Nova, Madam Guild master is summoning you."

Nova puzzled as why did Guild master summon him as he never met her personally, Nova inquired about Guild master to Em.

Em replied to nova's inquiry "Guild master's name is Evangeline-Eldermyst, from the family of Eldermyst, from what I know her family established Guilds all over the universe's, some exists even in the dark realm. she holds authority in same level as lord Gaberiel".

Nova understands what kind of person he was about to meet, nova went in front of GuildMaster's office and said "mam, it's me Nova, can I come in?".

GuildMaster answered " come In. MR. Nova".

he entered the room.

she said to Nova, "I have summoned you for a matter of great importance."

Nova nodded, "Of course, Ms. Eldermyst. What do you need?"

"Call me Evangeline," she insisted, her eyes holding a hint of warmth beneath the veneer of authority.

"Yes, Ms. Evangeline. What's going on?"

Evangeline leaned forward, her expression grave. "Nova, what transpired in the arena the other day is not to be spoken of. You are not to share the details with anyone."

Nova furrowed his brow, "Yes, Ms. Evangeline. I understand Lord Micheal ordered everyone to stay quit about what happened in the arena? but, why?"

Evangeline sighed, "There are forces at play, ones we are only beginning to comprehend. Loose lips could bring about consequences we are ill-prepared to face. It's crucial that you keep silent about what transpired."

Understanding the gravity of the situation, Nova nodded solemnly. "I understand, MS. Evangeline. my lips are sealed."

"Good," she affirmed, "and make sure Em understands the same. Discretion is of the utmost importance."

As Nova returned to his duties,

The night rider's captain, a fellow member of the guild, approached Nova with a curious gaze.

"Hey, Nova," the captain inquired, "I heard there was something wild going on. What happened?"

Nova glanced around, gauging the level of privacy in their surroundings. "I wish I could spill the details, but I've been asked to keep it under wraps. Even if I wanted to, I can't share."

The night rider's captain raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "What's with all the secrecy? Is it something serious?"

Nova nodded, "Yeah, it's... complicated. Trust me, when the time is right, you'll know. But for now, let's just not pry into this matter."

He went to his home after fulfilling his duties in the guild, as he reached home, he couldn't stop thinking about the dead dragon. He stands in front of mirror a ripple occurred on the surface of the mirror, he put his hand on the mirror as he channeled his power the eyes glowed with silver hue and a dragon's image lingered in his mind.

In a sudden burst of mystical energy, a portal materialized through the mirror, beckoning Nova to venture beyond the known realms. Without hesitation, he leaped through the gate, landing in the surreal expanse of the void realm. The emptiness around him seemed to pulse with latent power, and an unseen force guided him toward a focal point.

Drawn by an irresistible energy, Nova found himself standing before the ashes of the fallen dragon. With a profound connection to the mystical forces coursing through him, he extended his hand over the remnants. As his fingers touched the ashen remains, a surge of power erupted, knitting together the scattered remnants of the dragon.

Before his eyes, the dragon took shape, its majestic form rising from the ashes. Restored to its original glory, it radiated a powerful aura. Nova, infused with determination, fed the creature his own energy, a symbiotic exchange that reignited the dragon's dormant capabilities.

The dragon, now reborn and invigorated, acknowledged Nova as its master. With a graceful bow, it affirmed its allegiance to him. The void realm echoed with the unspoken bond forged between Nova and the majestic creature.

As Nova pondered the predicament of taking the dragon back with him, a resonating sound echoed directly into his mind. The dragon, now capable of telepathic communication, assured him that it could adjust its size, shrinking to that of a fairy, and therefore could accompany him without drawing unwanted attention.

Grateful for this unexpected solution, Nova felt a sense of camaraderie with his newfound companion. In a gesture of camaraderie, Nova decided to name the dragon Ignatius, an homage to its fiery nature.

With Ignatius now able to adjust its size, Nova retraced his steps back to the location where the gate had opened. The portal remained, shimmering with an otherworldly glow. Ignatius, in its newly compact form, hovered by Nova's side, ready to embark on the journey back to El-Kiin.

The distinct clapping of wings reached Nova's ears, prompting him to react swiftly. Ignatius, sensing the approach of another being, promptly hid within Nova's jacket as if seeking refuge.

As the sound drew nearer, an angelic figure materialized before Nova, its wings resplendent and its presence radiant. The angel, with a stern yet inquisitive gaze, questioned Nova about his presence in the realm.

Startled but quick-witted, Nova responded, "Oh, hey there! I actually left something here yesterday, and I reached out to Lord Gabriel to help me open a portal so I could retrieve it."

As the angel explained its purpose, revealing that it was sent by Archangel Michael to recover the remains of the abomination that had appeared the previous day, Nova's mind raced with the realization that he might be held accountable if the celestial envoy found nothing.

Feeling a surge of anxiety, Nova, without consciously intending to, placed his hand on the angel's shoulder. Unbeknownst to him, a mysterious force within him began to drain the energy from the celestial being. The once radiant angel withered into a mere shell, its essence absorbed by Nova.

A sudden rush of power coursed through Nova as he inadvertently absorbed the angel's energy. It felt as if something hollow within him was being filled, recharging him in an unforeseen manner. Panic set in as Nova beheld the hollowed angel before him, a mere echo of its former celestial self.

As the angel explained its purpose, revealing that she was sent by Archangel Michael to recover the remains of the abomination that had appeared the previous day, Nova's mind raced with the realization that he might be held accountable if the celestial envoy found nothing.

Feeling a surge of anxiety, Nova, without consciously intending to, placed his hand on the angel's shoulder. Unbeknownst to him, a mysterious force within him began to drain the energy from the celestial being. The once radiant angel withered into a mere shell, its essence absorbed by Nova.

A sudden rush of power coursed through Nova as he inadvertently absorbed the angel's energy. It felt as if something hollow within him was being filled, recharging him in an unforeseen manner. Panic set in as Nova beheld the hollowed angel before him, a mere echo of its former celestial self.

Realizing the gravity of the situation and the consequences that might follow, Nova swiftly retreated. With a surge of intention, he navigated through the gate, finding himself back in the comfort of his home.