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 ghost knight stepped forward, his armor rusted and torn, his body riddled with arrows — a testament to the violent betrayal that once ended his life. His glowing blue eyes fixated on the group.

Captain Elara took a stance beside Synoh, her hand trembling slightly but her voice firm.

"Elara... are you—" Synoh began, noticing she had held his arm earlier.

She glanced at him briefly. "I'm fine. Just… don't let your guard down. Something's not right."

The ghost army let out an otherworldly cry as they stormed forward. Captain Elara and Synoh charged, slashing together in sync. The way they moved was almost rehearsed — Elara's elemental slashes blending with Synoh's raw strength and precise strikes.

> "This ghost knight… he's too sluggish, uncoordinated. This isn't his real power. Something's… off."

Synoh gritted his teeth. "Then something or someone's controlling them."

Back at the village, screams pierced the night.

"Hold the line!" Captain Alistair shouted. Lux unleashed a flash of light magic, searing through one of the spectral soldiers, making it vanish in a wail of pain. Ghosts poured out from the mist, overwhelming the village gates.

Villagers cried out, torn between relief and horror.

"That's… my husband…" one woman sobbed, falling to her knees as the ghost of her loved one passed by her with dead, empty eyes.

Jack, Vice-Captain of Division 7, clashed blades with another ghost and shouted to Lux, "We can't hold this forever!"

Lux nodded. "Just a bit more. Elara's team will figure it out… I trust them."

Back in the cave, Captain Elara and Synoh managed to stagger the ghost knight. He knelt for a moment, but then rose again unnaturally, as if puppeted.

Captain Elara narrowed her eyes. "He's being forced… Look at the strings of light on his limbs!"

Synoh's eyes widened. "You're right… He's not moving on his own."

Elara looked around the eerie throne room. "Something is tethering these souls here. This isn't just a haunting—it's a curse."

Suddenly, the ghost knight let out a shriek, and a dark aura burst from his body, forming a spectral chain that reached deep into the grave behind the throne.

Captain Elara gripped her sword tighter. "If we don't break the curse at the source… the village will fall."

The Cave of Remnants