Chapter 4 – The Whisper of Power
The night was colder than usual. Chen Liang sat alone near the small campfire, staring at his trembling hands. He still couldn't forget the sensation from earlier—the strange energy that had surged through him, burning like fire yet flowing like water.
What was that? he thought. I've been weak all my life… how could this power suddenly awaken in me?
A faint whisper echoed inside his head, so soft it felt like the wind itself was speaking.
> "You are chosen… awaken… and claim what was denied…"
Chen Liang's heart pounded. He looked around, but there was no one there. Only the moon, watching silently from above.
Suddenly, the ground beneath him quivered. A faint blue glow appeared, forming ancient runes around the campfire. His entire body was pulled into the circle, and the same energy from before surged stronger than ever.
His weakness… his shame… the years of humiliation—
All of it fueled the awakening.
When the glow finally faded, Chen Liang collapsed to his knees, panting heavily. His eyes, once dim, now shone with a sharp light.
"This world mocked me for being weak," he whispered, clenching his fists. "But from today onwards… I will rise."