[In Arslan's Mind - Vision Realm]
The world around Arslan was dark. Not just absence-of-light dark, but suffocating and crushing. A haunting wind howled through the unseen corners, echoing like voices lost in torment.
His body, pale and trembling, moved slowly across the black void. The ground beneath his feet cracked like thin glass with every hesitant step.
Arslan (panting): "I can't… stop. I won't die here... I can't."
His heartbeat echoed unnaturally in the space around him. It sounded distant. Slowing.
Then, through the suffocating black mist, a golden shimmer emerged like a star piercing through clouds.
Human Voice (gentle but urgent): "Arslan... you must endure. There's no other hope. You are the bearer of balance."
Arslan staggered toward the voice. The pain in his chest intensified, every muscle in his body screaming for release. He clenched his fists, knuckles white.
Arslan (screaming): "I won't die... NOT NOW!"
Arslan gasped, his lungs barely cooperating. He felt like his ribs were crushing inward, but he still stepped forward.
Arslan (whispers): "I will endure it all. For them... for everyone."
The golden gate shimmered wider.
SFX: Glass-shattering effect as the void around him begins to collapse.
With one final cry, Arslan sprinted forward and leapt into the golden light—and the world shattered.
[Back in the Healing Ward - Reality]
SFX: BEEP.... BEEP... (a magical pulse monitor begins to blink).
Arslan's chest suddenly lifted as he gasped a deep, long breath. His body jolted once.
Julius (shouting): "HEALERS! GET BACK IN HERE!"
SFX: Doors slam open. Rapid footsteps. Cloaks rustling.
Royal healers returned with glowing hands, auras flaring.
Healer 1 (stunned): "Pulse… he's got a pulse again!"
Healer 2: "Breath restored. It's heavy... but it's there."
Healer 3: "Look! The dark spots… they're fading!"
Like ink dissolving in water, the black corruption began to vanish from Arslan's skin.
SFX:
— Heartbeat sounds normalize
— Magic chimes flicker in rhythm with his pulse
SFX: Chiming magic pulses sync with his heartbeats.
His skin regained color. The aura around him grew soft and stable.
Kar'Thael (watching closely): "He.... succeed ."
Arslan's lips move slightly.
Healer (whispers):
> "He's regaining consciousness… But still very weak."
Arslan's eyes open just a little—glassy but alive. A faint breath escapes his lips. He slips back into sleep.
Healer 1 (amazed): "He just opened his eyes... even if just for a moment."
Julius (in disbelief): "How? No healing worked before."
Kar'Thael (low voice): "He found something deeper... something even I did not know rested within him."
[Outside the Ward - Mythic Base Courtyard]
Nirela sat outside the ward, head bowed, hands clenched.
SFX: Soft rainfall begins.
She looked up as the doors creaked open. One of the healers stepped out.
Healer (smiling softly): "He's alive."
Nirela (tears instantly falling): "What...? He's... back?"
Tharion (clenching his fists): "That damn bastard... came back."
Yuna (smiling, tearful): "He never gives up... even death couldn't hold him."
Ravik (soft laugh): "Of course. He's Arslan."
Back in the Ward - A Final Look]
Arslan sleeps, breath steady. His hand twitches slightly.
SFX: Soft heartbeat, slow magical pulses from healing stones.
A faint, golden sigil flashes on his right shoulder before disappearing again.
Kar'Thael remains at his side, watching.
Kar'Thael (thinking): "You fought fate... and won. But what awakened in you, Arslan? And... is the world ready for it?"
Kaelen respond"I never understand you... Arslan "
Tharion replied" He is something more than us"
Orien said " Son of Bitch.... He almost killed us"
Arslan was laying sleep on the bed ...seems to be more weak..... But he has passed from something even Kar'Thael didn't know...
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The world would whisper legends of the night the cursed warrior died... and returned. But the truth, hidden in shadows and sigils, was this: Arslan didn't just survive. Something within him was reborn.
> And the next time he awoke, he would not be the same.