Chapter One: The War

In the great continent of Elykin, where magic was common and magical creatures like dragons, elves, and dwarves roamed freely, some interesting events took place, particularly in the northern region of the continent.

In the north, where plains and long rivers were widespread, a war broke out among the families.

At this time, a gathering of warriors stood before a massive building. The weather was cloudy, with thick clouds adding a touch of gloom to the scene. Facing these gathered warriors, an old man sat at an old wooden table, sipping tea with cold indifference to the large number of warriors assembled. The old man wore a luxurious robe adorned with blue dragon motifs, the symbol of the illustrious Ilshin family. These warriors represented the northern families, besieging the Ilshin family, which had recently triumphed over the equally powerful Vu family.

The massive building behind the old man was towering, symbolizing the power and grandeur of the Ilshin family. The wind carried the scent of blood, reminding everyone of the fierce battle the family had recently fought.

From the crowd, a man wearing bright yellow clothing with a lion with prominent fangs on his back stepped forward, clearly indicating his bravery and strength. He confidently approached the old man, stopping a short distance from him, and called out loudly, filled with anger, "Head of the Ilshin family, you and the head of the Vu family have ruled for too long. I believe it is time for you to step down."

The man who spoke was the head of the Leon family, the new leader of the northern alliance. He wore armor made of pure gold, reflecting the sunlight that began to emerge from behind the clouds. His eyes shone with determination and resolve to end the Ilshin family's rule.

The head of the Ilshin family, the old man named Dmitri, smiled with bitter sarcasm. His eyes gleamed with defiance, as if to say this situation was nothing new to him: "A leader of a family that hasn't completed 200 years of history dares to address me in this manner?"

Dmitri's words were like arrows hitting the mark precisely, stirring the anger of the head of the Leon family. Rage flared in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth, but before he could respond, Dmitri shouted in a majestic voice:

"Listen, heads of families! My family has ruled the north for centuries and will never bow to small families like yours. The Ilshin family, which has a history of 1000 years, will always rule the north."

The sound shook the entire area, spreading fear in the hearts of the men, and the crowd began to clamor:

"This old man has gone senile in his old age."

"Do you think you still have that great power?"

"You suffered heavy losses against the Vu family."

"Surrender now, old man, and we'll kill you without pain."

The crowd jeered and laughed at Dmitri, thinking his time was over. But the head of the Leon family raised his hand to silence everyone, then said in a strong voice full of confidence, "Surrender, head of the Ilshin family, and I swear by my Leon family that I will keep you alive."

The crowd began to praise the head of the Leon family, whose name was Gabriel.

"Great, leader Gabriel is truly kind-hearted."

"What would we do without our leader?"

"Well done, leader Gabriel, we support you."

Gabriel responded with a proud smile, "People, I am happy to fight with you."

But Dmitri laughed a majestic laugh that froze their blood:

"Hahaha, because you saw us in a weakened state after the battle with the Vu family, you think you will rule the north? Do you think taking food from a lion's mouth is easy? Hahaha, what fools you are."

His voice carried unshakable confidence, and his words were like whips striking their faces. This stirred a new uproar in the crowd, but this time Dmitri was indifferent. He called out calmly, with a tone full of confidence and authority:

"Vice Commander"

"Now"

A person appeared out of nowhere beside Dmitri, wearing a shiny blue armor with the blue dragon emblem of the Ilshin family. He stood with eager anticipation and respect:

"Yes, sir."

At that moment, a sea of men emerged from the massive building. The ground shook beneath their feet, and the sound of their coordinated steps was like thunder. The soldiers wore shiny blue armor adorned with the blue dragon emblem, their faces covered with war masks adding to their awe. The sunlight glinting off their armor was dazzling, as if an army from legends had just stepped out of the pages of books.

The soldiers marched with astonishing precision, each battalion's steps synchronized with the others, making the ground tremble beneath them. The sound of orders and coordination among them resembled a war symphony, showcasing their high training and unwavering discipline. The banners of the Ilshin family fluttered above them, expressing their pride and strength.

"My God, where did all these soldiers come from?"

"How can the Ilshin family muster such a large number after that bloody battle?"

Voices of panic rose among the warriors, and fear began to creep into their hearts. Some started retreating slowly, unsure of what to do. Others exchanged tense glances, sweat of fear pouring from their foreheads.

"Impossible, according to our investigations, most of the Ilshin family's soldiers should have died in their battle against the Vu family."

"But how do they have this vast number of warriors?"

These words came out with difficulty from the mouths of the heads of families, whose faces began to pale and turn into expressions of horror and astonishment. One of the young leaders tried to maintain his composure but felt terror invade his heart as he realized the size of the army facing them.

Dmitri laughed a crafty laugh, breaking the silence: "Why should I say anything to people who will die today?"

"Attack!"

Thus began the Ilshin family's dominance over the north. The Ilshin family soldiers attacked their enemies with unmatched ferocity, driven by a thousand-year legacy of strength and bravery. Swords fell on the enemies like lightning, and the roar of battle filled the air.

**

At that moment, far from the battlefield and in an entirely different world.

In a small, modest room, Finn sat on his bed, lost in his own world. He was in his twenties, a young man with ordinary features, brown hair, and brown eyes, dressed in simple clothes. He was avidly reading a thrilling fantasy novel on his mobile phone about magical battles and powerful families in the continent of Elykin.

"Wow, this novel is really exciting," Finn muttered as he finished the first chapter. He got up from the bed and began stretching his tired body.

"Ahh, I'm really curious to see what the head of the Ilshin family will do to the family heads."

As he was about to start reading the second chapter, he heard his mother calling him from the kitchen: "Finn, come here quickly!"

Finn sighed and closed his phone, then left his room and headed towards the kitchen. He found his mother, a woman in her forties, busy preparing dinner. She wore a headscarf, and her facial features reflected fatigue and worry.

"What do you need, Mom?" Finn asked as he approached her.

She turned to him and handed him a list written on a small piece of paper: "I need you to go to the market and get these items. We need them before dinner."

Finn looked at the paper and sighed again: "Okay, I'll go now."

Finn took the paper from his mother and left the house. The weather outside was pleasant, with a light breeze blowing through the trees. Finn began walking towards the market, which was a few streets away from his home. On the way, he thought about the novel he was reading and how the magical world seemed more exciting than his boring reality.

As he walked, he remembered the upcoming exam period, which made him feel pressured. "Ah, how I hate those exam periods. I guess there won't be any free time now," he muttered to himself as he walked slowly.

He arrived at the crowded market, where vendors were calling out their goods and passersby were browsing the stalls. Finn started moving between the stalls to buy the required items. He stopped at a vegetable seller and picked some tomatoes and cucumbers, then moved to a fruit seller and bought some apples and bananas.

As he crossed the street towards the grocery store to buy the remaining items, he saw the pedestrian light turn green. He cautiously moved to the other side, but suddenly heard the sound of a truck engine approaching quickly. He turned quickly to see a large truck rushing towards him at a crazy speed, while the driver desperately tried to use the brakes.

"What...?"

Finn froze in place, as if roots had tied him to the ground. The sound of the tires screeching against the road was deafening, and the driver shouted, trying to stop the truck.

"Move, come on!"

Finn screamed internally, trying to urge his body to move, but his legs didn't respond. The scene happened so quickly, yet he felt it in slow motion. The truck hit him with full force, and he felt excruciating pain sweeping through his entire body.

"Am I really going to die?" Finn wondered as he fell to the ground, blood dripping from his forehead. He felt his lungs constrict and the pain tearing through every part of his body. He looked at the sky that began to fade from his view, and his thoughts started to jumble.

Amid the tears and pain, Finn laughed hoarsely:

"At least I won't have to face those damn exams."

He laughed and cried at the same time, then his vision slowly started to fade. The last thing he felt was the warmth seeping from his body into the cold ground. The whispers of life drifted away from him, along with all his worries.

**

In the next moment

In the war between the northern families and the Ilshin family

The deafening screams echoed everywhere, and things were becoming difficult for the soldiers.

"No, don't die now, please."

"Please don't kill me."

"Hak..."

The war became a tragedy for the northern families, and the Ilshin family suffered heavy losses.

In the midst of the war

Finn awoke to the sound of deafening explosions and scattered screams. He opened his eyes slowly, trying to gather his thoughts.

"What, what's happening? Am I still alive?"

The ground shook beneath him

And he saw the sky smeared with flames and smoke.

Finn rose from among the bodies to see the shocking scene before him.

"Impossible, is this a war?"

Finn was breathing heavily

And there were soldiers running everywhere, shouting

"Death to the Ilshin family!"

"Die, you northern scum!"

Finn heard these names and kept thinking about them

"Ilshin, northern scum."

"Impossible, did I really transfer to that novel?!"