Ling Yi wandered through the GAZE Sanctuary, her gaze lingering on the ancient scrolls and totems. She carefully turned each page, as if she could witness firsthand the glorious battles and the epic scenes of the gaze Kensei fighting to the death against enemy forces. According to the records, the GAZE Kensei was not only an unparalleled warrior but also possessed a mysterious power. He could harness the energy of light during battle, making his swordsmanship exceptionally powerful and nearly supernatural.
However, as Ling Yi flipped through one particular scroll, her heart suddenly skipped a beat—she had uncovered a shocking secret. The gaze Kensei's strength didn't solely come from rigorous training and exceptional talent. It was obtained through a mystical ritual that channeled the energy of the universe. This ritual had been passed down to only a select few warriors, and those who participated had to possess immense mental strength and willpower; otherwise, the ritual could prove fatal.
"So this is how the gaze Kensei gained his power..." Ling Yi's heart surged with emotions, making it difficult for her to remain calm. The significance of her discovery echoed in her mind, and slowly, a new desire began to stir within her. If she could also undergo this ritual, would she be able to gain that same power?
Ling Yi's thoughts raced, her pulse quickening with each revelation. The gaze Kensei's power wasn't just an innate gift—it was something earned, something channeled from the very fabric of the universe. The idea filled her with both awe and fear. Could she, too, achieve such strength? The risks were undeniable, but the potential reward—a power that could turn the tide of any battle—was intoxicating.
Her footsteps echoed through the dimly lit sanctuary as she paced, the ancient texts clutched in her hands. The more she read, the clearer it became: the ritual was perilous. Warriors who attempted it without the necessary mental fortitude either lost their lives or were driven mad, consumed by the very energy they sought to control. Yet, for those who succeeded, the power they gained was immeasurable—capable of shifting the balance of kingdoms and shaping the course of history.
Without hesitation, she left the sanctuary and sought out Gilfrid once again.
"So, you've learned of the ritual," Gilfrid said, his voice steady. "I had hoped you wouldn't stumble upon it so soon."
"Why didn't you tell me?" Ling Yi asked, her voice filled with both curiosity and frustration.
"Because it's dangerous, far more than you can imagine. The ritual demands not just strength but sacrifice. Many have tried, but few have succeeded. It's not something you can simply decide to do."
Ling Yi clenched her fists, her resolve unwavering. "I understand the risks, but I have to try. If I could gain the power of the gaze Kensei,
Gilfrid studied her for a long moment, his gaze searching. "Your determination is admirable, but you must realize that this isn't just about gaining power. The ritual changes you. If you survive, you will no longer be the same person. The light you channel will reshape your very essence."
His words hung heavy in the air, but they didn't deter her. Ling Yi had already chosen her path. "I'm willing to face that.
Gilfrid sighed deeply. "Very well. If this is truly your choice, then I will help you prepare. But know this: once you begin, there is no turning back."
Ling Yi nodded, her heart steady. "I understand!"
As she left Gilfrid's chambers, her mind was already set on the next step. The ritual awaited, and with it, the potential to reshape her destiny—Getting back to my own place.
The journey ahead would be unlike anything she had ever faced. But Ling Yi knew that the path of the Photon Kensei was the only one that could lead her to the power she needed. The light, the power of the universe itself, was within her grasp. She would face the trial, no matter the cost.
And so, with determination burning in her chest, Ling Yi prepared to embark on the greatest challenge of her life: to undergo the sacred ritual and become a warrior of light, a true heir to the legacy of the gaze Kensei.