Narrator
Life...
Always walks beside death.
Where there is a beginning...
There will always be an ending.
Yet...
An ending does not mean everything disappears.
Because some souls...
Leave behind something...
That even time cannot erase.
Their memories remain.
Their teachings endure.
And their legacy...
Continues to guide those who remain.
---
The ancient cave was silent.
The place that had once been filled with the overwhelming presence of the Legendary Dragon...
Now felt strangely empty.
Only the gentle sound of the wind echoed through its stone walls.
V stood quietly.
Holding the glowing dragon egg close to his chest.
His eyes were still red.
His heart still heavy.
He had lost someone precious.
Someone who had become more than a teacher.
Someone he had proudly called...
Mom.
Yet...
Even through his sorrow...
He remembered her final words.
"Power exists to protect..."
"Not to control."
He gently tightened his embrace around the egg.
"I'll protect it..."
"Liza Mom."
"I promise."
---
Outside the cave...
Brald quietly waited.
Without saying a word...
He understood everything.
When V finally stepped into the evening light...
Father and son simply looked at one another.
No explanation was needed.
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Some pain...
Could be understood without words.
Brald gently placed his hand on V's shoulder.
"I'm proud of you."
V lowered his head.
"...Thank you, Dad."
---
Together...
They turned toward the place where the Legendary Dragon rested.
The enormous body of Liza lay peacefully upon the mountain.
Even in silence...
She looked majestic.
As though she were merely sleeping beneath the golden evening sky.
The mountain breeze gently moved across her silver scales.
The setting sun reflected softly upon them.
One final farewell...
From nature itself.
---
Without delay...
Brald and V began preparing her final resting place.
The work was slow.
Heavy.
And silent.
Every shovel of earth...
Carried both respect...
And sorrow.
Neither of them hurried.
A farewell to someone precious...
Should never be rushed.
---
As the grave was completed...
The two carefully laid the Legendary Dragon to rest.
A being who had protected the world for two thousand years...
Was returning to the earth that had once given her life.
There were no kings.
No grand ceremonies.
No armies standing in salute.
No songs of victory.
Only...
A father.
And his son.
Giving their final farewell...
To someone they loved.
---
V slowly stepped forward.
He knelt before the grave.
Then gently placed his hand upon the fresh earth.
His voice trembled.
"Goodbye..."
"Liza Mom."
"Thank you..."
"For everything."
"You taught me..."
"That strength isn't measured by how many enemies we defeat."
"It's measured..."
"By how many people we protect."
"I'll never forget your lessons."
"I'll never forget your smile."
"And..."
"I'll keep moving forward."
"For both of us."
A gentle breeze passed through the mountain.
The leaves rustled softly.
For a brief moment...
V closed his eyes.
Somehow...
It almost felt as though Liza had heard him.
---
The Narrator
Every living being...
Is born from nature.
And one day...
Returns to nature.
That...
Is the unchanging law of life.
But...
A person's true immortality...
Is never found within their body.
It lives...
Within the lives they touch.
Within the kindness they leave behind.
Within the people...
Who continue walking because of them.
That...
Is a legacy no passage of time can ever erase.
---
After a long silence...
V reached into his small pouch.
Carefully...
He took out a tiny seed.
He knelt beside Liza's grave.
And gently planted it into the soft earth.
Then...
He covered it with soil.
A simple seed.
One that would someday grow into a great tree.
A living symbol of the Legendary Dragon's existence.
A quiet reminder...
That even after one life comes to an end...
Another quietly begins.
---
That night...
Dark clouds gathered above Restart Village.
The first raindrops gently fell upon the mountain.
Soon...
The rain grew heavier.
The sound of falling water echoed through the silent forest.
V quietly returned to Liza's grave.
He sat beneath the small seed he had planted only hours before.
Holding the glowing dragon egg close to his chest.
He said nothing.
He simply remained there.
The rain soaked his clothes.
His hair.
His face.
So heavily...
That no one could tell...
Whether the drops upon his cheeks were rain...
Or tears.
For the first time in his young life...
V truly understood...
What it meant...
To lose someone precious.
---
Not far away...
Alistair stood silently beneath the rain.
His hands were folded respectfully before him.
His head remained lowered.
He spoke no words.
A true warrior...
Did not always honor the fallen with speeches.
Sometimes...
Silence itself...
Was the greatest respect.
He quietly bowed toward Liza's resting place.
Paying his final respects...
To the Legendary Dragon who had protected countless lives.
---
Inside the White family's home...
A warm light still shone through the windows.
Little Tia stood quietly beside one of them.
Her tiny hands rested against the glass.
She watched her big brother sitting alone beneath the rain.
She didn't fully understand death.
She didn't understand why everyone looked so sad.
But...
She understood one thing.
Her big brother was hurting.
And seeing him like that...
Made her little heart ache.
---
Behind her...
Lily gently placed a hand upon her shoulder.
Brald stood beside them.
The two parents silently looked toward their son.
One child remained outside...
Learning the pain of losing someone he loved.
The other remained inside...
Wishing with all her heart...
That she could somehow make her brother smile again.
Neither Brald nor Lily spoke.
Because sometimes...
No words are strong enough...
To heal a wounded heart.
---
Far away...
Beyond countless mountains...
Inside the magnificent Holy Kingdom...
Something extraordinary happened.
Deep beneath the Royal Cathedral...
The ancient archives quietly awakened.
A legendary book...
More than fifteen hundred years old...
Rested upon a stone pedestal.
It contained forgotten histories.
Ancient skills.
Lost civilizations.
And warnings left behind by those who came before.
Without anyone touching it...
The pages slowly began turning on their own.
A soft golden light filled the chamber.
The priests and scholars watched in stunned silence.
Words that had remained unchanged for centuries...
Began rewriting themselves.
One ancient record quietly disappeared.
The presence of the Legendary Dragon...
Had vanished.
The guardian who had watched over the world for two thousand years...
Was no longer counted among the living.
A heavy silence filled the chamber.
One elderly priest slowly lowered his head.
"So..."
"It has finally happened."
Another scholar closed the ancient book with trembling hands.
"The age of the Legendary Dragon..."
"...has come to an end."
Before sunrise...
Messengers had already departed.
The news spread from kingdom to kingdom.
The legend...
Had fallen.
---
But...
Far away from every palace...
Every kingdom...
And every royal court...
The rain continued falling upon Restart Village.
Beside the quiet grave...
A tiny seed rested beneath the earth.
Waiting patiently...
For the day it would grow into a mighty tree.
Beneath the rain...
A young boy remained seated.
Holding the final gift...
Of the one he called...
Mom.
---
The Narrator
The world believed...
That a legend had ended.
But the world...
Did not yet understand the truth.
Sometimes...
The end of one legend...
Becomes the beginning of another.
And beneath that tiny seed...
Waiting silently for the dawn...
The future...
Had already begun to take root.
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