The Heart That Misses Him
The episode opens within the serene chambers of Valkerio Academy.
Golden light filters through the large windows, catching the dust particles dancing in the air. Groups of students—Kaizer's, Rohdan's, and Ziron's—are gathered, listening intently to the story being told by Kaizer himself. The air is thick with curiosity and admiration as his words weave the tale of Shammroy.
Kaizer finally pauses, stretching his arms. A ripple of movement follows as everyone relaxes for a moment.
Kaein curious, eyes wide,
"Now I realized why we were waiting for him. At that time and age, he defeated a cosmic beast and divine soldiers!"
Bane grinning, impressed,
"He really did. Makes me wonder what kind of monster he's become now."
Arkhar serious, voice low,
"I want to meet him as soon as possible."
Eireal teasing, smiling playfully,
"See? Arkhar got interested in him."
Nero thoughtful, crossing arms,
"Hmm... now I understand why his eyes turned that day."
Azira calm, reflective,
"Every time I hear about him, I feel like there's more to that man than just power."
Rohdan gruff but respectful,
"He's the kind of person who doesn't need followers—people just choose to follow him."
Kevin grinning, leaning back,
"If he was that strong back then, I can't imagine what he's capable of now."
Jake quiet, admiring tone,
"Shammroy... he sounds like someone worth fighting beside."
As the chatter fades, the camera turns toward Sylin, who silently rises from her chair.
She walks toward the window, moonlight brushing against her face. Her eyes shimmer with unshed tears as she stares into the distance.
Sylin soft, heart aching, whispering,
"What are you doing now, Sang...?"
Her voice trembles with longing, the sound of her heart echoing faintly as the scene gently fades.
The Abyss of Reflection
The scene transitions to Sang Jaey's house, wrapped in twilight silence.
He sits in deep meditation—his body glowing faintly with a pale aura. At the center of his chest, a faint orb pulses rhythmically, like a heart beating between worlds.
The camera slowly zooms into the orb until it opens like a gateway, revealing a charcoal abyss.
There, within the darkness, Keyokthai and Shammroy sit facing each other across the void.
Shammroy frustrated, voice echoing,
"After defeating Orian... what had I done?!"
Keyokthai calm, cryptic smile,
"You know."
Shammroy confused, voice rising,
"What? What do I know?"
Keyokthai serene, piercing gaze,
"It is you, not me... so you already know what you've done after that."
Shammroy sighing, desperate,
"Ohh… come on tell me, Keyokthai... please."
The black void hums with energy as the two figures stare into each other's eyes—one seeking truth, the other holding it.
Whispers Within the Academy
Back in the academy, Kaizer sits back down, his voice calm but carrying weight.
Everyone's eyes return to him as the story continues, the room dimly lit by the fading daylight.
The camera pans into the story once again—back into the Valkerio Kingdom.
Birth of the "DUMB" Team
The battlefield lies drenched in blood and silence.
Shammroy stands amid the corpses, his face shadowed but fierce. His eyes lock onto something unseen as he roars into the wind.
Shammroy furious, commanding,
"Come out, you!"
Not far away, Querion turns toward Orian, concern in his tone.
Querion worried,
"Are you okay?"
Orian weak but steady,
"…Yeah."
Ferin grinning despite the wounds,
"Then wake up already. It's over."
But then they hear Shammroy's roar. The three turn toward the direction of the sound, uneasy.
Querion confused,
"What happened now?"
From beyond a crumbled wall, a young figure rises—his clothes torn, eyes determined. It's Kaizer, much younger, but already brave.
Shammroy stern,
"Why do you interfere in our fight?"
Kaizer catching his breath, sincere,
"I just… felt like helping. But they were stronger than I thought."
Shammroy wiping blood, curious,
"Why? Why help us?"
Kaizer hesitant, emotional,
"I don't know. I just... feel connected to you. The way you fight, the way you talk—it feels like... you're resembling my brother or something. I can't explain it."
Shammroy smirking softly,
"Where are you from?"
Kaizer straightening up,
"I'm from the academy."
Shammroy nodding, serious but kind,
"Then listen. Get yourself strong, alright? I appreciate your help. But go back now—before it's too late."
He turns to leave, his cape brushing against the ground, but before he can take another step—
Kaizer kneeling, shouting with pure loyalty,
"Please! Let me join you all!"
The sound echoes across the ruins. Shammroy freezes mid-step.
Then, Orian—now steady—steps forward and kneels beside Kaizer.
Orian with respect and conviction,
"Yes, master. I want to join you too."
Ferin grinning wide,
"When did he go there ? Whatever... one stone, two birds."
Querion laughing softly,
"Hah, you'll accept that, leader."
Shammroy smiling faintly, climbing atop a broken stone,
"Alright then… welcome to the 'DUMB' team."
The wind blows gently across the battlefield. The once-broken ground now feels alive again—as if the world itself acknowledges the birth of something legendary.
The camera pans up, capturing Shammroy standing over the new recruits, his shadow stretching wide under the crimson sky.