Valverde strolled through the enchanting streets of Katya City, where marvels surrounded him at every turn. A gentle breeze stirred the vibrant blossoms, releasing their sweet fragrance into the air. Iridescent insects fluttered around him, their wings catching the sunlight as they hummed a soothing melody that blended seamlessly with the ambient sounds.In the distance, atop a towering mountain, stood Sebastian—a striking figure who commanded attention like a marble statue brought to life. Below him stretched an endless sea, its waves a mesmerizing blend of blues and greens, rolling toward the horizon like the brushstrokes of a master artist. In his hands, Sebastian held a lute, and with each plaintive note he played, the air seemed to sigh in response.As the lute's melancholic notes echoed through the air, the sea appeared to respond, rising tumultuously as if moved by an unseen force. Misty waves lifted and danced, creating a chorus of ethereal figures that swayed to the rhythm of Sebastian's music. The harmony between the lute's mournful tune and the crashing waves created a symphony that filled the air with an otherworldly beauty.Descending from the mountain, Sebastian approached the turbulent sea. His feet skimmed the surface of the water, as though he were flying just above it like a bird in graceful flight. With each movement of his lute, the sea itself seemed to rise, only to be cleaved by the sharp, precise strokes of his playing, rendering the wild breeze silent. The sunlight caught the water droplets, creating a glistening veil that surrounded Sebastian like an aura of light.As Valverde drew closer, the tumultuous sea surged, acknowledging his presence. The waves crashed against the shore with renewed vigor, their salty scent mingling with the floral fragrances and the hum of insects, creating an intoxicating blend. The scene before Valverde unfolded like a grand tapestry woven by the gods—a testament to the wonders of Katya City.When Valverde reached him, Sebastian sensed his approach, their gazes locking with the precision of a key fitting perfectly into a lock. "Your skill is remarkable," Valverde remarked, his voice tinged with awe, the words hanging in the air like a challenge.Sebastian's expression remained humble yet reverent. "You are far greater than I, great wizard Valverde," he replied, his voice resonating with quiet conviction, each word echoing in the stillness like the gentle babble of a brook over smooth stones.The air vibrated with anticipation, as if the very breeze held its breath in deference to the weight of their conversation. Sebastian's words lingered in the air, a promise yet to be fulfilled, while his eyes burned with an inner fire that pierced deep into Valverde's soul.Valverde's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with questions, as if trying to unravel a mystery hidden in plain sight. "You must save the earth before doom befalls us," he urged, his voice filled with urgency, the words rushing forth like a river breaking its banks.Sebastian's demeanor turned solemn, his eyes clouding like a sky darkened by an impending storm. "Why is everyone so intent on placing this monumental burden upon me?" Valverde questioned, his voice edged with frustration, the words hanging in the air like a defiant challenge.Sebastian's gaze remained steady, his voice rich with meaning. "You possess unimaginable power, but you are blind to it," he said, his words flowing like a deep river, revealing hidden depths of truth. "You are the greatest wizard of all time, and one day you will realize who you truly are," he concluded, his words heavy with the weight of prophecy.Valverde's confusion deepened, his mind clouded with uncertainty. "I don't understand what you're saying," he admitted, frustration creeping into his voice.Sebastian remained undeterred, his eyes blazing with an inner intensity. He raised his hand, and the sea responded, its surface rippling like a shimmering mirror of water and light. A vision appeared before them, unfolding like a story woven by divine hands.In the vision, dragons emerged, their scales gleaming like obsidian, their eyes burning with malevolent flames that seemed to reach into the depths of one's soul. These fearsome creatures sought to devour a young Valverde, their roars thunderous, their hot breath searing the very air.The scene shifted, revealing a mere child—Valverde at the tender age of two—wandering alone like a lost lamb. The dragons closed in, their jaws wide, revealing rows of razor-sharp teeth poised to strike.But just as the dragons lunged, a mighty hand intervened, banishing them back to the underworld in a gale of fire that shook the very earth. Leah appeared, her face etched with concern, her voice as gentle as a summer breeze. "Where have you been?" she asked, her words a soft rebuke filled with love.The child pointed towards nowhere, and Leah, her worry easing, gathered him into her arms, cradling him protectively as she led him back inside.The vision faded, leaving the sea to roar once more, its waves crashing against the shore with a force that echoed the vision's intensity. The ancient scroll's secrets and Lord Jehu's protection hovered in the air like an unspoken vow, the weight of destiny settling upon Valverde's shoulders like a mantle of inevitability.Sebastian's voice cut through the tension, filled with quiet resolve. "This is why you must embrace your destiny," he urged, his words imbued with urgency. "We have awaited this moment for countless years."Valverde's eyes widened, his mind awhirl with questions as Sebastian continued. "I have lived here in this monastery for one hundred and fifty years, waiting for the day of your birth."The air buzzed with anticipation, the sea breeze holding its breath, as Sebastian revealed another vision. In this one, a younger Sebastian appeared, abandoned on the streets, only to be discovered by Ricardo, whose face radiated kindness. The scene shifted, showing Ricardo taking Sebastian under his wing, mounting a flying horse with a coat as white as snow.Together, they soared into the heart of the city, its gates opening only to the sweet melody of Valverde's bamboo flute and the glint of Ricardo's amulet. The vision dissolved, leaving Valverde's heart pounding in his chest.Sebastian's whisper was barely audible, yet it cut through the air like a sharp blade. "Go, fulfill your destiny," he urged, his breath warm against Valverde's ear, the words a promise waiting to be fulfilled. And so, the weight of destiny settled fully upon Valverde's shoulders, a mantle of wonder and responsibility he could no longer ignore.