The ancient tree, its bark smooth and ancient, pulsed with a faint, ethereal glow. Kim Cheon, his hand resting upon its trunk, felt a surge of energy, a wave of power that coursed through his body, transforming him. He felt a connection to the tree, a sense of belonging, a sense of purpose.
He closed his eyes, focusing his will, channeling the tree's power. He felt a surge of energy, a wave of power that coursed through him, transforming him. He felt a connection to the tree, a sense of belonging, a sense of purpose.
He saw visions, fragments of memories, echoes of the past. He saw the realm in its prime, a place of beauty and peace, a sanctuary for those who sought refuge from the world. He saw the twins, their faces filled with joy, their laughter echoing through the trees. He saw the guardian, its form shifting and swirling, its eyes burning with an ancient wisdom.
He saw the Shadow, its form dark and mysterious, its power ancient and vast. He saw the Shadow's Champion, a warrior of light and darkness, a protector of the innocent. He saw himself.
He saw the Guild, its members shrouded in darkness, their eyes filled with greed and ambition. He saw them corrupting the realm, twisting its magic, turning it into a weapon. He saw them destroying everything he held dear.
He saw the twins, their faces filled with fear and despair, their love for each other fading away. He saw the guardian, its form weakened and broken, its eyes filled with sadness. He saw the Shadow, its power waning, its light fading.
He saw himself, his heart filled with rage and sorrow, his soul consumed by darkness.
He saw the world, its beauty fading, its light dimming, its hope dying.
He opened his eyes, his gaze filled with a fierce determination. He knew the truth. He knew the source of the darkness. He knew the reason for the realm's decline.
He knew he had to fight back. He knew he had to protect the realm. He knew he had to save the twins.
He knew he had to be the Shadow's Champion.
He felt the artifact's power surging through him, its energy resonating with the ancient magic of the realm. He knew he was ready to face the Guild. He knew he was ready to fight for the realm's salvation. He knew he was ready to fulfill his destiny.
He turned, his eyes searching the realm, his senses heightened. He knew where he had to go. He knew what he had to do.
He knew he had to find the source of the darkness. He knew he had to confront the Guild. He knew he had to save the realm.
He knew he had to be the Shadow's Champion.