Nebucha

Kaelen is a young boy who'll do anything to wake his slumbering mother. However, what he didn't know is the fact that his mother's condition is caused by a curse from an unknown world.

 Soon after, he is transported into that very world where he is recruited by a Princess to be her own personal guard in the midst of an upcoming battle for an ascension to the throne.

***The first three chapter might looked a bit awkward and slow paced, but after that is where all the fun and action begin :)**

Tale of Vanguard

Kaelen's mind raced as Sylas's words settled over him. Now that he thought about it, his friends had mentioned they were aiming for a spire in this layer. Could it be the same one? Could it share the same mystical importance as the one in the Crimson Peaks?

As if sensing Kaelen's thoughts, Sylas tilted his head slightly, his piercing gaze locking onto him.

"What you're thinking… you're probably correct," the elf said with an air of certainty.

"The spires, regardless of where they are, are far more sacred than most mortals realize. They're not just relics—they're conduits, connections to something greater."

Kaelen nodded slowly, still digesting the revelation.

Sylas's voice softened, almost wistful.

"The Crimson Peaks… so that's what they call it now."

"Tell me, Kaelen—did you manage to get inside the spire you mentioned?"

Kaelen's expression darkened as he recalled the events.

The Price of Strength