*Clip-Clop-Clip-Clop.*
The horse maintained its steady pace as the sun slowly rose in the east, casting warm rays across the landscape.
The path stretched ahead, gradually leading them away from the Mystic Trees and into a forest of ordinary trees, their branches heavy with lush green leaves.
"I'm no fortune teller," Alucard said with a faint smile, "but I believe you can."
Daniel narrowed his eyes. "And why is that?"
"Because you have a forbidden form — just like me," Alucard replied.
"Like how? I mean, how did you get your forbidden form?" Daniel asked, curiosity evident in his eyes.
Alucard cleared his throat before beginning his story.
"When I was around your age, I couldn't master the Fourth Form of Lightning. My master was disappointed in me, but giving up was never an option."
His gaze remained fixed on the road ahead.
"So I kept training. Again and again. I pushed myself harder than ever, refusing to stop until I finally reached the Fifth Form."
