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In a world where ancient Malay martial arts intertwine with mystical forces, Aina Batrisya, a teenage girl of mixed Malay-Chinese descent, discovers an extraordinary gift—she can perceive the Aura of Semangat Energy. Born with only one functioning eye, she is fated to wield a power that ebbs and flows with the cycles of the moon.

When a powerful artifact, the Gendang Pahang, is stolen from the National Museum, Aina is thrust into a hidden war between the Persatuan Gerhana, a ruthless syndicate stealing mystical relics, and the Orang Bunian, enigmatic forest guardians. At the heart of this conflict stands Rahim Tempurung, a deranged archaeologist turned warlord, seeking to resurrect the lost kingdom of Gangga Negara using forbidden magic.

Guided by the mysterious Tok Rimau, a hermit warrior who holds the secrets of forgotten silat techniques, Aina embarks on a perilous journey through both the physical and spiritual realms of Malaysia. From the misty peaks of Gunung Ledang to the ruins of Kota Gelanggi, she must master the Seven Forms of Semangat Energy—Earth, Water, Fire, Wind, Roots, Stars, and Dreams—to reclaim her lineage and prevent a catastrophic war.

But as betrayal lurks among her closest allies and hidden truths about her ancestry unravel, Aina faces the ultimate question—will she embrace her destiny as the Pendekar Matahari Senja, or will she be consumed by the very power she seeks to control?

With Kerambit Bulan, a sentient crescent-shaped dagger, and the legendary Selendang Sari Nabawi, a sacred cloth woven with the resilience of ancient warriors, Aina must stand against dark forces that threaten not just her homeland, but the balance between the mortal and spirit realms.

A story of war, heritage, and self-discovery—The Twilight Sun Warrior is an epic fantasy that blends the elegance of traditional Malay silat with the wonder of mythical realms.

The Twilight Sun Warrior

Aina's hands trembled as the flames flickered around her kerambit. The fire was unlike anything she had ever felt—warm yet weightless, powerful yet untamed. It pulsed in sync with her heartbeat, as if it was alive.

Tok Rimau crossed his arms, nodding in approval. "You feel it now, don't you? The will of the weapon."

Aina swallowed hard. "It's… overwhelming."

"The flames won't harm you," Azriel added, his eyes scanning the glow of her blade. "It's responding to your spirit. This is proof that you were meant to wield it."

The Nameless King remained silent, watching with unreadable eyes. Then, he raised a hand and pointed at the golden blade still embedded in the stone. "Your trial is not yet over."

Aina followed his gaze, her chest tightening. The golden blade—the true relic—stood untouched. Even after everything, she had yet to prove herself worthy.

Tok Rimau gave her a firm pat on the back. "No time to hesitate. Go."

Steeling herself, Aina approached the relic. The closer she got, the heavier the air became. It wasn't just a weapon—it was a force of nature, an entity beyond mortal comprehension.

She reached out, fingers brushing against the hilt—

A blinding light erupted from the blade.

She was standing in an endless void, surrounded by golden embers.

A voice echoed around her. Deep. Ancient. Unforgiving.

Aina's breath hitched. "I am Aina Batrisya—"

The voice rumbled, shaking the very air.

"Strength. Will. Resolve. Show me, or perish."

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the light.

A warrior. Cloaked in flowing robes of gold, his face hidden beneath a burning mask. In his grip was a blade of pure fire—the same weapon she sought to claim.

And he attacked without warning.

Aina barely managed to dodge as the fiery sword sliced through the air, leaving trails of golden embers. The sheer heat forced her back, her heart pounding wildly.

This was a fight for survival.

Gritting her teeth, she charged forward.

The Trial of the Blade