The sun cast its warm golden light across the sky, bathing the floating island in a gentle glow. A lively market buzzed with activity as people bustled about, their voices melding into a symphony of chatter and laughter. Amidst the chaos, a silver-haired boy with emerald eyes navigated the narrow alleys and crowded stalls, his eyes alight with curiosity and excitement.
Ace had always been drawn to the marketplace. It was the one place on his home island where he could catch a glimpse of the world beyond—the strange and exotic goods, the tales of adventure spun by travelers, and the promise of a life far removed from the mundane routine he had grown accustomed to.
As he wandered through the market, something caught his eye—a tattered, old map displayed at a small vendor's stall, nestled between a pile of brass compasses and a collection of ornate spyglasses. The parchment was worn and yellowed, its edges frayed, but to Ace, it was a treasure beyond measure.
"Excuse me," he called to the vendor, an elderly man with a crooked back and a bushy white beard. "How much for the map?"
The old man squinted at Ace before turning his attention to the map. "Ah, this old thing?" he mused, stroking his beard thoughtfully. "Truth be told, I don't know much about it. Came into my possession from some Sky Raider who said it had been in his family for generations. I'll let it go for ten silver coins."
Ace's heart raced at the mention of a Sky Raider, but he forced himself to remain calm. After some haggling, the two settled on a price, and Ace handed over his hard-earned coins. With the map carefully rolled up and tucked under his arm, he hurried home, his mind filled with dreams of the adventures that awaited him.
Ace unfurled the map on the wooden table in his tiny attic room, its surface illuminated by the flickering glow of a candle. The parchment seemed to whisper secrets as he studied the intricate lines, symbols, and notations that marked the locations of countless sky islands.
He traced a finger along the path of a particularly prominent island, one marked with a symbol he didn't recognize. As he did, a warmth spread through his fingertips, and the symbol seemed to shimmer in the candlelight. It was as if the map had sensed something within him, a connection that pulsed through his veins like the blood of a long-forgotten ancestor.
Ace couldn't shake the feeling that this map was more than just a piece of parchment—it held the key to his destiny, the first step on a journey that would take him beyond the skies and into the unknown.
His heart pounding with excitement, Ace made a silent vow. He would become a Sky Raider, a master of the Vitalis, and unlock the secrets of the Celestial Expanse. And with that, his adventure began.