The night sky turned crimson as the **moon bled across the heavens**. Ro Khile Valley lay silent for only a heartbeat, and then—
⚔️ **BOOM!**
The first explosion shattered the outer walls of the village. Flames roared high, and figures cloaked in black surged forward like a tide of shadows. Their blades gleamed with sickly purple light, dripping with poisonous qi that corroded even stone.
At their head strode a man clad in black armor, his eyes glowing with a cruel hunger. His voice carried like thunder:
"Hand over the child, and perhaps your deaths will be swift!"
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### **The Clan's Stand**
Elder Vairaj stepped forward, his staff slamming into the ground. Golden sigils flared beneath his feet, forming a barrier of light that spread across the village square.
"You dare trespass here, Obsidian dogs? You will not lay a finger on him while we draw breath!"
The clan's warriors, though fewer in number, drew their weapons. Their qi surged as they formed ranks, determination etched in their faces.
Steel clashed against steel as the two forces collided. Screams and the roar of battle filled the valley. Sparks lit the night, and blood stained the soil.
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### **Inside the Hut**
Ratan stirred in his cradle. The Root Chakra within him pulsed violently, reacting to the bloodshed. His tiny fists clenched as if sensing the hatred outside.
His mother wept softly, holding him close. "Please… not now, my son… you are too small…"
But the golden aura grew brighter, spilling out of the hut, sweeping across the battlefield like the heartbeat of the earth itself. Warriors on both sides froze for a moment, awed and terrified.
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### **The Serpent Appears in Waking**
Suddenly, Ratan's vision blurred. For the first time, he saw the **serpent not in dream, but in reality**—its colossal, translucent form coiling above the battlefield, visible only to him.
Its seven heads hissed in unison:
"Do you feel it, child? The cries, the fear, the blood? This is the world you were born into. The Root can shield, but the battle demands more. Open the **Sacral Chakra**—the river of power within you!"
Ratan's body trembled, a strange heat coursing through him. The golden Root Chakra expanded, and above it, a second orb of orange light flickered faintly—weak, unstable, but **awakening**.
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### **The Clash Turns**
The Obsidian leader snarled as he saw the golden aura. "The prophecy is true! Kill him now before he ascends further!"
He charged, blade wreathed in black qi. The elders tried to intercept, but his power was overwhelming—each strike shook the ground, forcing them back.
At the last moment, as the blade descended toward the hut, Ratan's cry pierced the battlefield.
The **Sacral Chakra flared open**, a burst of orange light erupting outward like a tidal wave. The earth shook, the air burned, and the enemy leader was blasted backward, crashing through three stone walls.
The valley quaked as both Root and Sacral Chakras pulsed together, their resonance tearing through the battlefield. Warriors screamed as their qi channels went wild, unable to withstand the oppressive pressure.
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### **Cliffhanger Ending:**
The serpent's voice thundered in Ratan's mind:
"You have stepped beyond instinct. The **path of awakening has begun**. But beware… each chakra you open will draw enemies not of this world. Even the stars themselves will watch you now."
As the Obsidian Sect regrouped, their leader rose from the rubble, blood dripping from his mouth, his eyes blazing with hatred.
"Fine… if one child can wield such power, then let the valley burn! Tonight, Ro Khile will know extinction!"
The night erupted in screams as the Obsidian Sect unleashed their deadliest formation.
And Ratan's second chakra burned brighter, as though hungering for the chaos to come…
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✅ **Next Chapter (7) will reveal:**
* Full display of **Sacral Chakra abilities** (energy flow, manipulation, emotional domination).
* The **Obsidian Sect's ultimate formation** and how the clan withstands it.
* Ratan's first subconscious **o