“Master!”
A loyal steed.
Weed was overwhelmingly pleased.
“Yes, I am your master.”
However, the wyvern had a question after having displeased looked over its body
“Why am I so ugly?”
"......"
“Did you sculpt me with your feet?”
"......"
“I’m really disappointed to have come to life this ugly”
Sculptures had great pride indeed!
The Wyvern wasn’t satisfied with its body, and was very displeased.
He hadn’t had enough time to sculpt the large body thoroughly. Due to this, there were places here and there that he hadn’t really worked on.
Parts of the wyvern been very roughly carved, the wyvern was really a crude and incomplete sculpture.
“Anyway, I brought you to life, so I’m your parent. From now on, you will do best to follow me. You should even be willing to sacrifice your body to save me, since I’m your parent”
Weed didn’t intend to let his ‘childbirth’ go to waste though.
He had no intentions of losing the wyvern after granting it life. To get as much use out of it as possible, he intended to thoroughly pamper it.
The wyvern didn’t share Weed’s point of view, and had something to say.
“I would have preferred not being born.”
"......"
The wyvern was very prideful, and wouldn’t listen to him. Soon enough, though, Weed had an idea.
Such a demanding person would probably be a sucker for flattery!
He would just have to thoroughly flatter the wyvern, by playing on its pride.
“Listen to me. Your face might be a bit angular, but it just serves to make you look stronger and more masculine. Don’t you think so?”
“Wahahahaha!”
The simple-minded wyvern was easily won over by the silver-tongued Weed.
“Master is nice. He seems to be a worthy person to serve”
“Yes of course, I created you. Now follow my orders closely.”
“I will. But what is my name?”
Weed had to decide on a name for the wyvern that he had brought to life.
“Master, find a good name... please.”
The Wyvern had high expectations. As a sculpture with a lot of self-respect, it wanted a name full of strength and pride.
Weed pored over it for a while, and in the end he decided on a name
“Let’s call you Wy-1”
“I don’t know what that is, but it sounds good. What does it mean?”
“It means ‘the coolest guy in the sky’.”
As Weed said this, the wyvern flapped his wings. They were mighty wings, that could easily harness the air to its fullest effect.
“I like it very much.”
“Yeah. It’s a name I picked just for you, Wy-1.”
Weed, the silver-tongued negotiator!
“Thank you for naming me master, but there’s something I’ve been wondering about.”
“What?”
“My siblings. If you make other sculptures like me, what will they be called?”
Weed thought about what he’d call the others when the time came. He decided to name them similarly to Wy-1.
“Wy-2”.
“Will that be the name of my next sibling?”
“Yes.”
“And my sibling after that?”
“Wy-3.”
“Those are some very nice names. I like them very much.”
The wyvern continued to flap his wings in joy. At this moment, Weed was confirmed in his decision.
This was the whole point with generations! The other wyverns would surely be satisfied with their names too.
Just like the bird clans in Lavias, the City of Heaven, all winged creatures weren’t very smart.
Furthermore, this guy was carved from a piece of rock. His head was practically made of stone, and thus Weed wasn’t very surprised that his intelligence wasn’t much better than that of a rock.
“Let us depart. Carry me”
“Yes master”
Weed climbed onto the Wyvern’s head.
*Whoosh, whoosh*
The wings beat a few times, and then they were floating through the air towards the light. They were very high in the sky, and he could see the entire canyon below him.
Soaring, Weed recognized small dots below him as the flower garden and the masterpiece he had sculpted. That would be the sculpture that truly represented Seoyoon's inner being.
“I do not know when we'll meet again, O most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen”.
Weed shook his head in regret.
She should have realized by now, that all those sculptures were modelled after her.
“I’ll be more careful the next time we meet. And pray that you won’t kill me”
The flying wyvern didn’t meet any trouble from the monsters on the ground. Meanwhile Weed was struck breathless by the view of the landscape below.
He finally left the Yunopu canyon and rode towards his destination, the Yuroki mountain range.
***
"......"
Seoyoon tried to smile. She wanted to smile the same bright smile as the statues.
Tears could flow easily, but to laugh again was impossible.
Somehow, that was how she felt.
*drip, drip, drip*
Her red lips moved a little.
It was nowhere near perfect, but she was smiling.
She was thrilled by this fortunate turn of events!
“Perhaps I will even be able to laugh?”
But at this thought, her face fell. There was still important things she couldn’t do.
She still couldn’t speak or laugh.
However awkward it was, the smile was pretty, and this brightened her frowning face.
The white-skinned beauty with countless statues depicting her beauty.
On a background of a canyon’s precipice, a lone girl stands beside a statue.
It seemed to Seoyoon, that the world had just become a slightly brighter place.
***
*Rattle rattle* (some sound of wheels on pavement)
A merchant’s wagon, carrying a load of goods was arriving at the city. After a long and arduous journey, it had finally arrived at its destination..
The merchant at the driver’s seat turned to the man lying on top of the wagon.
“Sir, we have arrived."
“Is that so?”
The man jumped down from the wagon, landing on his feet.
“This seems to be the Kingdom of Prain.”
He was broad-shouldered with a suntanned face.
With short cropped hair and an ignorant expression, his appearance was quite plain.
Geomchi 449!
Geomchi 449 had safely arrived at the kingdom of Prain.
His level was actually pretty low compared to most of his colleagues, who had an average level of 241.
However, there was a reason why he was still level 200.
He had entered the forest alone to hunt deers at level 5, with a single purpose!
“Deer blood is soo delicious...”
He remembered the iron straw going through the deer’s neck several times before it died.
It was a pain that he couldn’t share this with anyone.
“Everything’s alright for a warrior, as long as he has his sword”
Geomchi 449 travelled with a lengthy strides and a powerful gait.
All he had was his shabby clothes and a bag full of swords.
He spent all the gold he earned from hunting on food and swords.
“A true swordsman only needs a sword. Armour will just be a burden.”
Geomchi 449 was searching for strong and famous warriors in the kingdom of Prain.
Swordsmen, warriors, knights, paladins...
As long as they used a weapon, their class didn’t matter.
He just wanted to become stronger.
“I’ve heard that you are one of the strongest people in this city. I challenge you to a duel.”
The challenged person was taken aback. Seeing Geomchi 449 in his shabby clothes, the person couldn’t help but ask him.
“Are you out of your mind? My level is 280. Your level seems low and you’re not even properly equipped”
“I don’t mind. Will you accept the challenge?”
Most people that receive a challenge will accept without much thought, merely thinking of it as another kind of entertainment.
“Alright. You’d better not regret this after I’ve beaten you”
“Of course I won’t.”
The person Geomchi 449 was going to duel, was a paladin.
For some reason, the paladin was struck by a sense of foreboding about the duel.
“You just wander in and challenge me wearing shoddy clothes like that.... I don’t know who you are, but fight properly, okay?”
“Holy Shield!”
The paladin cast holy shield, one of his basic skills.
“Sun god’s divine protection! Warrior’s Blessing!”
Paladins used blessings to protect themselves, and to increase their fighting strength.
They could also heal themselves in critical situations.
Due to this, most people tended to avoid dueling paladins.
Paladins could heal up their wounds very quickly, so if you didn’t inflict enough damage they would just recover more health than they lost.
“Holy Blade!”
The paladin’s sword became coated in white light.
Holy flames appeared whenever the sword was swung.
The skill used a fair chunk of mana to add a splash effect to the paladin’s attacks.
“Here I come.”
Whenever the paladin swung his sword, white flames appeared.
Geomchi 449 jumped around, dodging the flames.
“It affects an increasingly large area... The longer the match takes, the more dangerous this will get for me”
Geomchi 449 ran into the fire, even though he risked losing some of his health, and raised his sword as he approached the paladin.
“Head!”
The surprised paladin blocked the attack with his sword.
*sliiiide*...
Geomchi 449’s sword slid past the paladin’s sword like a snake.
“Wrist!”
This time, his sword was aimed at the paladin’s wrist.
Once again, the paladin narrowly dodged the attack.
The paladin’s eyes finally sharpened, he had seen countless battles.
Usually duels like these were decided by the duelers’ levels, normally, a battle with a level difference like this would have already ended. His opponent was resisting impressively, despite the big level gap.
“Very well”
The paladin raised his sword to his chest, and released it with all of his might.
“Bash!”
The Paladin had composed himself, and began a series of powerful sword strikes.
The power gathered in the sword made the strikes very powerful. This time he intended to fight with his full power from the beginning.
Without the slightest hint of anxiety, Geomchi 449 changed his fighting stance.
His opponent’s attacks were very straightforward, and he dodged them smoothly by moving his waist and ankles. His sword grazed the paladin’s side and made a small wound, but the damage inflicted was hardly noticeable.
Geomchi 449’s healthpoints had dropped by 20% when he was hit by the “Holy Blade” earlier; On the other
“Master!”
A loyal steed.
Weed was overwhelmingly pleased.
“Yes, I am your master.”
However, the wyvern had a question after having displeased looked over its body
“Why am I so ugly?”
"......"
“Did you sculpt me with your feet?”
"......"
“I’m really disappointed to have come to life this ugly”
Sculptures had great pride indeed!
The Wyvern wasn’t satisfied with its body, and was very displeased.
He hadn’t had enough time to sculpt the large body thoroughly. Due to this, there were places here and there that he hadn’t really worked on.
Parts of the wyvern been very roughly carved, the wyvern was really a crude and incomplete sculpture.
“Anyway, I brought you to life, so I’m your parent. From now on, you will do best to follow me. You should even be willing to sacrifice your body to save me, since I’m your parent”
Weed didn’t intend to let his ‘childbirth’ go to waste though.
He had no intentions of losing the wyvern after granting it life. To get as much use out of it as possible, he intended to thoroughly pamper it.
The wyvern didn’t share Weed’s point of view, and had something to say.
“I would have preferred not being born.”
"......"
The wyvern was very prideful, and wouldn’t listen to him. Soon enough, though, Weed had an idea.
Such a demanding person would probably be a sucker for flattery!
He would just have to thoroughly flatter the wyvern, by playing on its pride.
“Listen to me. Your face might be a bit angular, but it just serves to make you look stronger and more masculine. Don’t you think so?”
“Wahahahaha!”
The simple-minded wyvern was easily won over by the silver-tongued Weed.
“Master is nice. He seems to be a worthy person to serve”
“Yes of course, I created you. Now follow my orders closely.”
“I will. But what is my name?”
Weed had to decide on a name for the wyvern that he had brought to life.
“Master, find a good name... please.”
The Wyvern had high expectations. As a sculpture with a lot of self-respect, it wanted a name full of strength and pride.
Weed pored over it for a while, and in the end he decided on a name
“Let’s call you Wy-1”
“I don’t know what that is, but it sounds good. What does it mean?”
“It means ‘the coolest guy in the sky’.”
As Weed said this, the wyvern flapped his wings. They were mighty wings, that could easily harness the air to its fullest effect.
“I like it very much.”
“Yeah. It’s a name I picked just for you, Wy-1.”
Weed, the silver-tongued negotiator!
“Thank you for naming me master, but there’s something I’ve been wondering about.”
“What?”
“My siblings. If you make other sculptures like me, what will they be called?”
Weed thought about what he’d call the others when the time came. He decided to name them similarly to Wy-1.
“Wy-2”.
“Will that be the name of my next sibling?”
“Yes.”
“And my sibling after that?”
“Wy-3.”
“Those are some very nice names. I like them very much.”
The wyvern continued to flap his wings in joy. At this moment, Weed was confirmed in his decision.
This was the whole point with generations! The other wyverns would surely be satisfied with their names too.
Just like the bird clans in Lavias, the City of Heaven, all winged creatures weren’t very smart.
Furthermore, this guy was carved from a piece of rock. His head was practically made of stone, and thus Weed wasn’t very surprised that his intelligence wasn’t much better than that of a rock.
“Let us depart. Carry me”
“Yes master”
Weed climbed onto the Wyvern’s head.
*Whoosh, whoosh*
The wings beat a few times, and then they were floating through the air towards the light. They were very high in the sky, and he could see the entire canyon below him.
Soaring, Weed recognized small dots below him as the flower garden and the masterpiece he had sculpted. That would be the sculpture that truly represented Seoyoon's inner being.
“I do not know when we'll meet again, O most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen”.
Weed shook his head in regret.
She should have realized by now, that all those sculptures were modelled after her.
“I’ll be more careful the next time we meet. And pray that you won’t kill me”
The flying wyvern didn’t meet any trouble from the monsters on the ground. Meanwhile Weed was struck breathless by the view of the landscape below.
He finally left the Yunopu canyon and rode towards his destination, the Yuroki mountain range.
***
"......"
Seoyoon tried to smile. She wanted to smile the same bright smile as the statues.
Tears could flow easily, but to laugh again was impossible.
Somehow, that was how she felt.
*drip, drip, drip*
Her red lips moved a little.
It was nowhere near perfect, but she was smiling.
She was thrilled by this fortunate turn of events!
“Perhaps I will even be able to laugh?”
But at this thought, her face fell. There was still important things she couldn’t do.
She still couldn’t speak or laugh.
However awkward it was, the smile was pretty, and this brightened her frowning face.
The white-skinned beauty with countless statues depicting her beauty.
On a background of a canyon’s precipice, a lone girl stands beside a statue.
It seemed to Seoyoon, that the world had just become a slightly brighter place.
***
*Rattle rattle* (some sound of wheels on pavement)
A merchant’s wagon, carrying a load of goods was arriving at the city. After a long and arduous journey, it had finally arrived at its destination..
The merchant at the driver’s seat turned to the man lying on top of the wagon.
“Sir, we have arrived."
“Is that so?”
The man jumped down from the wagon, landing on his feet.
“This seems to be the Kingdom of Prain.”
He was broad-shouldered with a suntanned face.
With short cropped hair and an ignorant expression, his appearance was quite plain.
Geomchi 449!
Geomchi 449 had safely arrived at the kingdom of Prain.
His level was actually pretty low compared to most of his colleagues, who had an average level of 241.
However, there was a reason why he was still level 200.
He had entered the forest alone to hunt deers at level 5, with a single purpose!
“Deer blood is soo delicious...”
He remembered the iron straw going through the deer’s neck several times before it died.
It was a pain that he couldn’t share this with anyone.
“Everything’s alright for a warrior, as long as he has his sword”
Geomchi 449 travelled with a lengthy strides and a powerful gait.
All he had was his shabby clothes and a bag full of swords.
He spent all the gold he earned from hunting on food and swords.
“A true swordsman only needs a sword. Armour will just be a burden.”
Geomchi 449 was searching for strong and famous warriors in the kingdom of Prain.
Swordsmen, warriors, knights, paladins...
As long as they used a weapon, their class didn’t matter.
He just wanted to become stronger.
“I’ve heard that you are one of the strongest people in this city. I challenge you to a duel.”
The challenged person was taken aback. Seeing Geomchi 449 in his shabby clothes, the person couldn’t help but ask him.
“Are you out of your mind? My level is 280. Your level seems low and you’re not even properly equipped”
“I don’t mind. Will you accept the challenge?”
Most people that receive a challenge will accept without much thought, merely thinking of it as another kind of entertainment.
“Alright. You’d better not regret this after I’ve beaten you”
“Of course I won’t.”
The person Geomchi 449 was going to duel, was a paladin.
For some reason, the paladin was struck by a sense of foreboding about the duel.
“You just wander in and challenge me wearing shoddy clothes like that.... I don’t know who you are, but fight properly, okay?”
“Holy Shield!”
The paladin cast holy shield, one of his basic skills.
“Sun god’s divine protection! Warrior’s Blessing!”
Paladins used blessings to protect themselves, and to increase their fighting strength.
They could also heal themselves in critical situations.
Due to this, most people tended to avoid dueling paladins.
Paladins could heal up their wounds very quickly, so if you didn’t inflict enough damage they would just recover more health than they lost.
“Holy Blade!”
The paladin’s sword became coated in white light.
Holy flames appeared whenever the sword was swung.
The skill used a fair chunk of mana to add a splash effect to the paladin’s attacks.
“Here I come.”
Whenever the paladin swung his sword, white flames appeared.
Geomchi 449 jumped around, dodging the flames.
“It affects an increasingly large area... The longer the match takes, the more dangerous this will get for me”
Geomchi 449 ran into the fire, even though he risked losing some of his health, and raised his sword as he approached the paladin.
“Head!”
The surprised paladin blocked the attack with his sword.
*sliiiide*...
Geomchi 449’s sword slid past the paladin’s sword like a snake.
“Wrist!”
This time, his sword was aimed at the paladin’s wrist.
Once again, the paladin narrowly dodged the attack.
The paladin’s eyes finally sharpened, he had seen countless battles.
Usually duels like these were decided by the duelers’ levels, normally, a battle with a level difference like this would have already ended. His opponent was resisting impressively, despite the big level gap.
“Very well”
The paladin raised his sword to his chest, and released it with all of his might.
“Bash!”
The Paladin had composed himself, and began a series of powerful sword strikes.
The power gathered in the sword made the strikes very powerful. This time he intended to fight with his full power from the beginning.
Without the slightest hint of anxiety, Geomchi 449 changed his fighting stance.
His opponent’s attacks were very straightforward, and he dodged them smoothly by moving his waist and ankles. His sword grazed the paladin’s side and made a small wound, but the damage inflicted was hardly noticeable.
Geomchi 449’s healthpoints had dropped by 20% when he was hit by the “Holy Blade” earlier; On the other
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