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Chapter 3 - Gathering Strom

The port city of Droswen was alive with chaos. Markets overflowed with merchants shouting about last-minute supplies, taverns spilled with laughter and fear, and the streets buzzed with rumors.

The Tournament had returned, and every chosen one was heading here—the last point of land before the arena.

 Akihiko pulled Kael's cloak tighter around his shoulders as he walked through the crowded streets. Elira stayed close behind, scanning every face with suspicion.

They all are chosen ,...you can see it elira whispered 

 Akihiko eye flicked to the golden marks glowing faintly on strangers' hands, necks, and even foreheads. Dozens of them. Competitors. Rivals. Future enemies.

He stopped at the edge of the docks, where the sea stretched endlessly, glowing faintly with the same unnatural light. Dozens of ships rocked against the tide, prepared to ferry the chosen to the arena once it stabilized.

"Elira", Akihiko murmured , every single one of these people has a reason to fight to kill "

And you have to face all of them 

Not completely if I play smart 

Or if you die before you learn how 

Before akihiko can answer a voice cut across the deck 

Move peasants, out of my way 

A tall broad shoulders man was approaching bright golden mark on his first 

Someone whispered" That's him .... The Cursed Child 

Shut up or I'll k**l you peasent ronan snapped 

Cursed Child ? Akihiko muttered 

The man Ronan locked eyes with akihiko 

"You are some one special" Ronan said pointing towards akihiko 

How ? Akihiko replied 

I like your spirit..... I am not like a old f****** cruel man like a villain they treat me Can we start our journey together I am also looking for someone . Ronan Said raising his hand for a hand shake 

Definitely we can Akihiko nodded 

From the shadows of a nearby tavern, a figure slipped out a lean young man with an unbuttoned coat, a lopsided grin, and eyes that glimmered like they held secrets no one else could see. He twirled a deck of cards between his fingers, flipping them effortlessly.

Someone whispered " Trickster"

Don't call me that," the man said with a wink. "Call me Solemly " It's easier to scream in desperation later."

His golden mark glowed faintly, but his movements were too relaxed, too casual, as if he knew more than he should.

See ... Ronan And akihiko If you are forming alliance, Then add me as well afterall I am like you both also " Solemly politely 

Uuh why everything is happening So fast akihiko muttered 

Before Akihiko Could React A tall muscular Guy was going to stab him with his sword .... Before he could Swing His sword He was Cutted in half 

"These bastards are everywhere " Solemly cleaning blood from his sword 

He is fast ....and Strong Akihiko Whispered 

You are in .. Ronan Shaking hands with Solelmy 

Just don't betray us Akihiko nodded 

Don't worry i Have Some reasons To enter The Tournament 

The horn sounded again, louder this time. The chosen began boarding, the sea glowing brighter with every heartbeat.

The Forgotten Tournament awaited.

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