Chapter 1: The Catastrophe
In the depths of the blue sky, on a distant land, the Kingdom of Shenia was flourishing peacefully under the rule of a noble emperor. This kingdom was governed by four powerful duchies, each adding its own charm and essence to the unique fabric of the kingdom.
In the north lay the Grand Duchy of Ryuger, home to heroes and legendary water power users. Ryuger was characterized by its towering mountains and clear lakes. In the south, the Duchy of Zeelandra ruled with its green hills and fertile plains. To the east, the Duchy of Orlythia reigned over dense forests and majestic mountains. Finally, in the west, the Duchy of Sylphia boasted vast plains and a deep sea, known for its bustling ports and skilled fishermen.
At the heart of this kingdom resided the Alexandrine royal family in the capital. The members of the royal family were distinguished by their rare crimson eyes, known as the "Eyes of the Watcher," which granted them the ability to see people's auras and uncover their truths, enabling them to rule with wisdom and justice.
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Amid this tale, Celesia Ryuger was born, the granddaughter of one of the greatest water power users the Grand Duchy of Ryuger had ever known. This rare power manifested once in every generation, and this time it was granted to Celesia. But instead of being a blessing, it became a heavy burden on her life.
One day, three-year-old Celesia was playing in the palace garden under the watchful eye of her loving mother, Clara.
"Mommy, look! The flowers have bloomed there!" Celesia exclaimed joyfully and ran quickly toward the flowers.
"Celie, don't run too fast, you'll get hurt!" Clara said worriedly, watching her daughter with a loving gaze.
But Celesia tripped and fell to the ground. "Ouch, that hurts!" She touched her knee and saw blood spots on her hand. She felt something strange coursing through her body, and when her mother arrived, she called out worriedly, "Celie... Celesia, can you hear me, my dear?"
Celesia was momentarily dazed, staring at her blood-covered hand. "Yes, Mommy..." she said in amazement.
"You seemed lost for a moment. Let me heal your injury," Clara said gently, patting her head softly.
A bright yellow glow slowly flowed over Celesia's knee, and she watched the healing glow with excitement. "I love watching my mother's healing power, it's so beautiful," she thought happily.
The wound healed quickly, and Clara stopped using her power. She stood up and smiled at her daughter, "Come, let's go have some cake and tea together and wait for your father's return."
Celesia responded with a bright smile, "Yes, let's do that, Mommy. I always love spending time with you."
She reached out to touch her mother's hand, and suddenly felt a strange spark pass through her body. She froze in place as immense energy flowed through the veins in her hands.
"It hurts... It feels like my arms are going to explode!" Celesia thought to herself, pain etched on her small face.
"Celie, what's wrong, my dear?" Clara said worriedly, trying to understand what was happening.
"Ahhh!" Celesia began to scream, "Mommy... the pain is spreading all over my body!"
Celesia knelt down, clutching her heart, and started screaming from the pain tearing her apart from within.
Clara tried to soothe her, "Don't worry, my dear, Mommy is here." She looked at her trembling hands, trying to focus.
"I need to use all my energy," Clara thought seriously. She began to release a massive golden energy, reflecting the sunlight, and it was a bright light seen by everyone nearby.
As Clara's energy touched Celesia's body, the unexpected happened. Heavy rain began to fall, and water pools formed throughout the garden.
"Don't tell me she has the power chaos," Clara thought in astonishment. "This immense energy could destroy her and the entire palace."
"No, I must do everything I can to minimize the disaster," Clara decided. "Celie, follow my words," she said firmly.
"I'll try, Mommy," Celesia responded determinedly, trying to control the energy surging from within her.
"Good girl," Clara smiled faintly. "Okay, take a deep breath."
Celesia started breathing slowly, trying to calm herself. "Well done. Now, try to direct all the water toward your hands," her mother said tensely, trying to help her daughter control her power.
Celesia began to move her hands, trying to gather all the scattered water around her. She stopped the rain and formed a giant water sphere that gradually grew until it was almost the size of the palace.
"Well done, my dear. Now, divide this sphere into parts and place each part where it belongs," Clara said seriously, trying to remain calm in this tense situation.
Celesia began dividing the sphere, piece by piece, placing each part where it belonged until the last part was left for the fountain.
"I'm proud of you, my daughter. Only the last part remains," Clara said happily, encouraging her daughter.
Celesia felt reassured, "I'm happy to make a great woman proud," she thought to herself, a small smile forming on her tired face.
But suddenly, she heard a strange voice in her head, "Do you think it's that easy? I must eliminate that lady first."
Celesia gradually lost control. "Mommy, move away quickly!" she shouted worriedly, trying to warn her mother.
But the energy went out of control, turning into a massive water vortex. In a moment of chaos and helplessness, the energy exploded, resulting in a terrible disaster. When the storm subsided, Celesia discovered her mother was dying.
She saw her mother lying on the ground, covered in blood. Clara looked at her daughter with sorrow and pain, saying her last words as she touched her face: "Forgive me, my dear, but I won't be by your side anymore. Please, don't give up and resist the hardships." Clara's hand fell to the ground, and she gradually closed her eyes, her breath and pulse ceasing as she passed away.
Celesia looked at her blood-covered hands, trembling. "Nooo," Celesia began to scream, calling out, "Mommy, please don't leave me," but it was too late.
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As Celesia wept bitterly, she heard footsteps approaching. It was Archduke Leonhard, stunned and bewildered by the scene. He slowly approached and carried his wife's body in his arms, tears streaming down his cheeks. He said in a broken voice, "I'm sorry. I arrived too late."
Then he turned to Celesia, giving her a look of anger she had never seen before. Celesia felt terrified, never having seen her father with such a terrifying gaze. She tried to explain what had happened, but she couldn't. She thought, "He must have seen what happened. It's better to stay silent."
The archduke stood, carrying his wife, and headed toward the palace, saying in a harsh voice, "Arrest her immediately." Celesia did not resist, following the guards with tearful eyes and a broken heart, listening to the sinister laughter echoing in her head. "That was a magnificent show. You tore her apart brutally."
The guards led her to a massive, isolated castle in a dense mountain forest, known as a refuge for prisoners and outlaws. The castle was dark and cold, carrying the scent of death and despair. They placed her in a dark, cold cell, locking the iron door behind her with a heavy metallic sound.
"You will stay here until the verdict is issued," one of the guards said harshly, leaving her alone in the darkness.
Celesia sat on the cold ground, leaning against the stone wall. "What awaits me?" she wondered sadly, but she remembered her mother's will. "I must not give up. I must resist."
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The news spread like wildfire, and people gathered in squares and streets, talking about the tragedy. The people demanded the emperor execute Celesia, believing she was a threat to the kingdom's safety. A meeting of the nobles was held at the imperial palace to decide her fate. The emperor sat on his throne, surrounded by the most important nobles and advisors, and the discussion began.
"She must have the power chaos," one of the nobles said seriously. "This disease has killed many power users before, and there is no cure for it. She must be executed immediately to maintain the empire's safety."
The nobles fell silent for a moment, then Marquis Evergard said, "But she is a small girl, and I don't think she can do this. We must give her a chance to prove herself."
The emperor looked at the nobles and said, "Why rush to judgment? Haven't you noticed she is the only one who didn't die immediately from the explosion of her power? This makes her different from her predecessors."
Everyone fell silent, exchanging looks. Suddenly, Archduke Leonhard said, "No, it's a good plan. I saw the extent of her skills, so she is suitable for such a task."
The emperor smiled faintly and said, "Perhaps this task will help her tame her power. And it will be beneficial for all of us."
The nobles agreed with the emperor's decision, and Celesia was imprisoned in a remote annex for seven years, where she fought monsters and evil creatures to learn to control her power. She became cold and emotionless, learning to face challenges alone. When she turned ten, the emperor requested her presence at the imperial palace.
The archduke was surprised by the decision but couldn't refuse. The servants were ordered to prepare Celesia,
and the royal carriage gathered in front of the castle to transport her to the capital. Celesia sat in the carriage, carrying mixed feelings of fear and confusion, anticipating what awaited her in the future.
"What's with the emperor all of a sudden?" Celesia wondered, her eyes staring into the distant horizon. Her heart was filled with anxiety and tension, but deep inside, she felt a glimmer of hope. "Perhaps this is my chance to prove myself and show that I'm not a monster."
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