Virat: Abandoned by Destiny

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"The moon today..."

"Is the same as it was yesterday."

"The stars continue to shine."

"The rivers continue to flow."

"And time..."

"Continues moving forward without waiting for anyone."

"But sometimes..."

"A single moment..."

"Is enough to change the fate of an entire era."

Many years later...

A boy existed whose name history had not yet earned the right to speak.

A boy whose existence would one day shake the foundation of the world.

His name was...

Kieran.

Kieran was an orphan.

He grew up in a small orphanage under the care of a kind old priest named Albot.

Unlike the other children...

Kieran was different.

He rarely cried.

He rarely complained.

He simply watched the world around him with calm, thoughtful eyes.

Even as a child...

There was something unusual about him.

A feeling that he was observing things others couldn't see.

Then...

At the age of four...

Something extraordinary happened.

Something that should have been impossible.

A power beyond human understanding awakened inside him.

Ultimate Skill: Abyss Chronicle.

A mysterious ability that recorded the secrets of the world itself.

Ancient knowledge.

Hidden truths.

Forgotten histories.

Everything that existed...

Could become part of its endless record.

Alongside this impossible skill...

Kieran possessed another rare ability.

Weapon Master.

A skill that made him one of the most talented fighters of his generation.

A genius mage.

A master swordsman.

A child carrying power far beyond his age.

Later...

The Holy Kingdom discovered his talent.

They recognized that someone like him could change the future.

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And so...

They gave him an important mission.

To protect the future hero.

The one who would be chosen by...

The Legendary Holy Book.

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"Perhaps..."

"I have wandered too far from our current story."

"Let us return..."

"To where our journey truly belongs."

Two days remained before T's skill appraisal.

After the incident with the Black Fang Bandits...

Brald decided to remain in the Holy Kingdom for a little longer.

The plan was simple.

Wait two days.

Complete T's skill appraisal.

Then return to Restart Village.

For now...

The White family stayed in a small but comfortable hotel near the center of the Holy Kingdom.

The morning sunlight entered through the window.

Outside their room...

V sat with T.

The two siblings were spending their time together.

T held a small wooden sword proudly.

She raised it toward V.

"Brother!"

"Look!"

"I can defeat you now!"

V raised an eyebrow.

"Oh?"

"Really?"

T nodded confidently.

"Yes!"

"I practiced a lot!"

V smiled.

"Then..."

"Show me your power."

T's eyes shined.

She took a battle stance.

"Ultimate T Attack!!"

She charged forward.

V calmly stepped aside.

T missed.

And fell forward.

Thud.

Silence.

For a moment...

Neither of them moved.

Then...

V started laughing.

"Your ultimate attack..."

"Defeated yourself."

T immediately puffed her cheeks.

"Brother!"

"You are bullying me!"

V smiled and helped her stand.

"No."

"I'm teaching you an important lesson."

T looked curious.

"What lesson?"

V pointed toward her wooden sword.

"Never announce your attack before using it."

T blinked.

"Why?"

"Because your enemy will know what you are going to do."

T became serious.

She thought deeply.

Then she whispered...

"Okay..."

"Next time..."

"I will secretly defeat you."

V laughed.

"That sounds more dangerous."

"Sometimes..."

"The most precious memories..."

"Are not created during great battles."

"They are created..."

"During simple moments..."

"That people never realize they will miss one day."

After playing for some time...

V suddenly became quiet.

His eyes moved toward the street outside the hotel.

There...

A small sweet shop was visible.

Colorful sweets were displayed behind the glass.

V remembered seeing them yesterday.

"..."

T immediately noticed his expression.

"Brother?"

V quickly looked away.

"Nothing."

But T already understood.

A small smile appeared on her face.

"You want sweets."

V became silent.

T laughed.

"I knew it."

V scratched his cheek.

"Is it that obvious?"

T nodded proudly.

"Very obvious."

V sighed.

Then stood up.

"I'll ask Father."

Brald was sitting inside the room, checking their travel supplies.

V walked toward him.

"Father..."

Brald looked up.

"What happened?"

V pointed toward the market outside.

"Can I have some money?"

"For what?"

"I want to buy something."

Brald looked at his son for a moment.

Then smiled.

Without asking any further questions...

He took out two gold coins.

"Here."

V looked surprised.

"Two gold coins?"

Brald nodded.

"You are my son."

"Do you think I need a reason to trust you?"

V looked at the coins quietly.

A small smile appeared on his face.

"Thank you, Father."

The streets of the Holy Kingdom were crowded.

Merchants shouted about their products.

Adventurers walked with weapons on their backs.

Mages discussed new spells.

Knights moved proudly through the streets.

Everything felt different from Restart Village.

V looked around with curiosity.

This was his first time seeing such a large city.

So many people.

So many dreams.

So many paths.

While walking...

A shop caught his attention.

Beautiful equipment was displayed outside.

Armor.

Capes.

Gloves.

Accessories.

V stopped.

"This looks interesting."

Without thinking...

He entered.

Inside...

A shopkeeper smiled.

"Welcome!"

"Looking for equipment?"

V looked around.

Everything fascinated him.

After spending some time observing...

He finally left.

Outside...

He stopped.

Then...

His eyes moved toward the shop sign.

His expression froze.

"..."

Weapon Repair Shop.

Not an adventurer equipment shop.

V quietly looked away.

"I came to the wrong place."

After buying sweets...

V returned to the hotel.

The moment he entered...

T ran toward him.

"Brother!"

"What did you bring?"

V smiled.

"Something sweet."

T's eyes sparkled.

They sat together.

Sharing sweets.

Laughing.

Talking about meaningless little things.

To others...

It was only a simple moment.

But to them...

These small moments were treasures.

Because happiness...

Was not always found in grand adventures.

Sometimes...

It existed inside a single smile.

That night...

The Holy Kingdom became quiet.

The moon shone above the endless city.

V and T slept peacefully.

Tomorrow...

Would be another ordinary day.

But after tomorrow...

Everything would change.

Because the Legendary Holy Book...

Was waiting.

The Narrator

"Sometimes destiny does not arrive with thunder."

"Sometimes..."

"It quietly waits..."

"For the right moment..."

"To open the next page."

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