NHI04

Synopsis:

In the war-scarred land of Eldoria, where ancient powers sleep and kingdoms tremble beneath political unrest, a boy named Synoh Vindral rises from tragedy.

Once a hunted child fleeing with his dying mother, Synoh’s only companion was a mysterious black wolf named Fel, the son of the legendary beast Fenrir. Trained in secret by a nameless knight—his own father in disguise—Synoh grows into a prodigious swordsman, mastering the elusive Shadow Dance style and carrying the burden of a forgotten prophecy.

At the prestigious Knight Academy, Synoh meets Lux Alaric, a noble and fellow prodigy who dreams of changing the world. Together, they forge a brotherhood tested by rivalries, betrayals, bloodshed, and the heavy cost of leadership.

As dark forces awaken and the ancient prophecy looms, Synoh must uncover the secrets of his origin — and decide whether he will rise as Eldoria’s savior... or become the harbinger of its destruction.

In a world on the brink of chaos, the howl of destiny cannot be silenced.

BlackWolf Origin

The afternoon sun blazed down on the Knight Academy's arena.

Students crowded the edges, buzzing with excitement.

The two strongest newcomers — Synoh, the mysterious swordsman from nowhere, and Lux, the pride of a noble house — were about to clash.

Even the instructors stood quietly, eager to see the outcome.

Synoh and Lux faced each other at the center.

Both wore light training armor, blades gleaming in the sun.

A blur of golden hair and flashing steel.

Steel clashed with a sound like thunder.

Lux's strikes were graceful, almost dance-like, cutting through the air with surgical precision.

Synoh's movements were wild yet controlled — every dodge, every slash flowing like water around solid stone.

Lux feinted left, then struck with a brilliant lunge —

Synoh twisted midair, dodging by a hair's breadth, countering with a spinning slash.

Their swords met — shockwaves rattled the arena.

Each fought with everything they had learned.

Each adapting, reading, and responding faster than the eye could follow.

After countless exchanges, both stood apart, chests heaving, sweat dripping.

Neither could easily defeat the other.

The instructor finally stepped in, raising his hand.

The crowd erupted in cheers and stunned whispers.

"I've never seen anything like it!"

Synoh and Lux sheathed their swords at the same time.

Lux offered a small smile. "You're better than I expected."

They bumped fists — a silent agreement.

In the instructor's office, Synoh and Lux stood side by side.

The old instructor eyed them like a general studying two rare weapons.

"You two..." he muttered, stroking his chin, "...you're wasting time in basic lessons."

Synoh blinked. Lux raised an eyebrow.

"I'm assigning you a special mission," the instructor finally said, sliding a scroll across the table.

"Bandits have been raiding the eastern trade routes. Scouts report possible rogue mages among them."

"Your job: investigate. Eliminate threats if necessary. Prove you're worthy of skipping ranks."

Lux's eyes gleamed with excitement.

Both boys nodded without hesitation.

"We won't disappoint you," Lux said.

Synoh said nothing — but his eyes burned with determination.

Outside, As They Prepared to Leave...

Fel's voice rumbled quietly in Synoh's mind.

"Looks like our real journey begins, partner."

Synoh smiled faintly, gripping his sword tightly.

Duel of Prodigies