Far beyond the Ancient Elf city, **the world had begun to move.**
In the heavens, among the golden clouds, a figure sat upon a radiant throne.
The **True Hero.**
His eyes—filled with divine energy—looked down upon the world.
A golden light flickered around him as he smirked. **"So, you've truly chosen this path, Rael? Interesting."**
Meanwhile, in the depths of the **Demon Castle**, the **Demon King** sat upon his throne, watching through dark magic.
His lips curled into a wicked grin. **"Yes… keep growing, Rael. This is far more interesting than I expected."**
But elsewhere, in a **hidden castle of shadows**, a lone figure was **not smiling.**
The **Mysterious Woman**—the one whose voice Rael had heard in his mind—**was seething.**
She watched as Lyra stood beside Rael. **Watched as he acknowledged her.**
Her crimson lips curled into a scowl. **"How dare she stand beside him."**
Then she exhaled, composing herself. **"It's fine. He will reach me soon. And when he does, she will no longer matter."**
The world **had taken notice of Rael.**
And soon—**war would come.**
With the **Ancient Elves now under his rule**, Rael focused on **strengthening their hidden city.**
The **Grand Enchanter** led Rael and Lyra deep beneath the city, through a series of tunnels **no outsider had ever seen.**
At the end of the path, a massive underground **chamber of swirling energy** awaited them.
A massive, **black crystal pulsed with power**—its energy capable of sustaining the city for eternity.
The **Power Core.**
The Grand Enchanter spoke with reverence. **"This core has powered our city for a million years. It holds limitless energy. If you take it for yourself, you will have infinite power."**
Rael **stared at the core, unimpressed.** **"I don't care about this."**
The enchanter froze. **"What?"**
Rael's voice remained cold. **"It's not the power I seek. Use it to make the city stronger. All of you need to survive the coming war."**
The Grand Enchanter was **shocked.** **"You would give up unlimited power… for us?"**
Rael turned. **"Do as I said. Make the city impenetrable."**
The enchanter bowed his head. **"Yes, my King.
Far away, in a **dark castle**, the **Mysterious Woman** watched everything unfold.
Her **jealousy toward Lyra had only grown.**
She whispered to herself, her tone venomous. **"Lyra, just wait. When he reaches his full power, we will see if he still looks at you."**
She sat upon a **throne of shadows**, her crimson eyes glowing.
**"Just wait."**
Rael stood at the **edge of the Ancient Elf city**, watching as defenses were strengthened.
No enemies had attacked yet.
This meant one thing—**he had time to grow stronger.**
A dungeon had been **rumored to exist**, a place so powerful that no one who entered had ever returned.
Rael smirked. **"I will go check if it's really that strong."**
He turned to Lyra. **"You come with me."**
Without hesitation, Lyra nodded. **"Yes."**
Their next step toward power **had begun.**