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Chapter 22: Survive Armored Dragon Calendar Year 417 – Rudeus, Age 10 – Demon Continent --- Ruijerd led us to a cave. It wasn't much, a shallow opening in the rock face, barely large enough for three people, but it was shelter. Protection from the wind and the creatures that prowled the wasteland after dark. "Rest," he said, his voice carrying an accent I didn't recognize. "We travel at dawn." Eris hadn't sheathed her sword since we'd met him. Her grip was white-knuckled, her stance combat-ready,…-
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Chapter 21: Dead End Armored Dragon Calendar Year 417 – Rudeus, Age 10 – Demon Continent --- Red sky. That was the first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes. Not the familiar blue of Fittoa. Not the soft clouds that drifted over Roa's skyline. This sky was the color of dried blood, stretching from horizon to horizon like a wound across the heavens. I was lying on cracked earth, the ground beneath me hard and hot despite the dim light. My body ached in ways I couldn't identify, not injuries exactly,…
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Chapter 20: Metastasis Armored Dragon Calendar Year 417 – Claude, Age 12 – The Teleportation Event --- The orb began to scream at noon. Wail. I felt it before I heard it. A vibration in my bones that spoke of power beyond mortal comprehension. The sensation started as a distant hum, barely perceptible, then built into a resonance that seemed to shake reality itself. My teeth ached. My skin prickled with static discharge. The air grew thick and heavy, charged with energies that made breathing feel like…
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Chapter 19: Regret Armored Dragon Calendar Year 417 – Claude, Age 12 – The Night Before --- That night, the nightmares came for me. I had been expecting them. The presence that carried hundreds of deaths had been stirring for days. Pressing against the boundaries of my consciousness with increasing urgency. Each night brought more fragments, more echoes of pain that didn't belong to me. The pressure had been building like a storm, and now, in the darkness of my small room, it finally broke through. I…
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Chapter 18: One Day Left Armored Dragon Calendar Year 417 – Claude, Age 12 – The Day Before --- The orb dominated the sky now, so large it seemed to swallow the horizon. I stood on the hill outside the village as the sun rose, watching light filter through the sphere's crystalline surface. It was beautiful in a terrible way. Like watching a fire consume a building you loved. The colors shifted constantly, pulsing with energies I could almost feel against my skin. The orb had been growing for months,…
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Chapter 17: Comrade Armored Dragon Calendar Year 417 – Days Before the Metastasis --- I had known Claude for almost my entire life. We had grown up in the same village, played the same games, attended the same lessons. I remembered him as a child before the transformation. Loud and boisterous, the kind of boy who found joy in tormenting those weaker than himself. He had been cruel to Sylphy. That was the memory I carried most clearly from those early years. The green-haired girl who cried when he threw…
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Chapter 16: Before They Must Run Armored Dragon Calendar Year 417 – Weeks Before the Metastasis --- I hated Claude. The training ground was muddy from yesterday's rain, and my arms ached from the exercises he had forced us through since dawn. Squish. Wooden sword in my trembling hands and bruises forming beneath my clothes, I watched him demonstrate another form with the detached precision of someone who had never known struggle. He made it look easy. Every movement flowed into the next with a grace…
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Chapter 14: The Limit We Call Barrier Armored Dragon Calendar Year 416 – Claude, Age 11 --- The breakthrough came when I stopped trying to force it. I was training alone in the forest clearing, running through sword forms that had become as natural as breathing. Dawn light filtered through the canopy, casting dappled shadows across the worn ground where countless sessions had beaten down the grass and hardened the earth. The combat presence was present but quiet, observing rather than directing. For…
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Chapter 15: What I Cannot Say Armored Dragon Calendar Year 416 – Claude, Age 11 --- The wooden swords clattered together in the morning light, accompanied by the shouts and laughter of a dozen children. Clack. "No, no, keep your elbows in!" I corrected, adjusting young Tomas's stance. The baker's son had the enthusiasm of three boys and the coordination of half of one. "Like this, see?" "I'm trying!" he protested, but his grin undermined any frustration. The training yard behind the village hall had…
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Chapter 13: Last Spurt Armored Dragon Calendar Year 415 – Claude, Age 10 --- Roa was larger than I had imagined. The Boreas family's territory sprawled across the landscape, a city of stone and commerce that dwarfed anything in our quiet village. Walls rose from the earth like the bones of some ancient giant, encircling streets that pulsed with activity from dawn until well past dusk. Merchants crowded the streets, their voices a constant noise, carts rumbling over cobblestones and carrying goods from…
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