That morning, the entire kingdom of Ayurea was abuzz with the news that the Princess and the hero from another dimension had defeated the dark forces. Everyone gathered in the castle courtyard, praising Ayra and Raka's courage who had sacrificed everything for the safety of the kingdom.
Raka, who was starting to recover, stood beside Ayra, feeling a little awkward with the cheers that filled the air. However, when he saw Ayra's smile, all that awkwardness disappeared. Ayra was the reason he dared to fight; with Ayra, he felt like he had found his true purpose in life.
When night fell and the castle was quiet again, Ayra and Raka sat in the garden they usually visited. The garden had now become a place full of memories for them—a place where they had shared laughter, fear, and, most importantly, the feelings that were growing between them.
"Raka, do you believe… we can be together forever?" Ayra asked softly, looking up at the stars scattered in the sky.
Raka stared at her for a moment, then sighed. "I want to believe, Ayra. But sometimes I feel like… I'm just a guest in this world, in your world. Part of me always feels like there's something that will pull me back."
Ayra held Raka's hand tightly, as if trying to reassure him. "If that happens, I will find you. Wherever you are, I will find a way to come back to you."
Ayra's words were so confident, they made Raka smile a little. He let out a sigh of relief, as if all his doubts and fears had disappeared for a moment. At the same time, he wanted to forget about his origins for a moment and focus on their togetherness.
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A few weeks passed in peace. Ayra and Raka trained the young soldiers, helped repair the castle, and strengthened their relationship with the kingdom's residents. The two of them worked together, laughed together, and from the outside, they seemed like the perfect couple.
However, that calm slowly turned into anxiety in Raka's heart. Every night, he began to have strange dreams—dark shadows calling his name, voices that seemed to come from far away. The dreams became more real, as if reminding him that his time in Ayurea would not last forever.
One night, Raka woke up in a cold sweat. In the darkness, he saw Ayra sleeping next to him, her face peaceful and serene. Raka wanted to wake her up, wanted to share his fears, but he hesitated. Ayra had fought so hard to bring him here, and he didn't want to worry Ayra anymore.
However, the next day, Ayra began to realize that Raka seemed gloomy and not like usual.
"Raka, is there something you are hiding from me?" she asked softly, looking at Raka with concern.
Raka smiled weakly, trying to reassure Ayra. "I'm just... thinking about our future, Ayra."
Ayra sighed. "We will be together, Raka. Didn't we promise? Whatever happens, we will face it together."
Raka looked into Ayra's eyes, full of love but also confusion. "Ayra, what if there is something bigger than us? Something that we might not be able to fight?"
Ayra held his hand tightly, her gaze firm. "There is nothing greater than our love, Raka. I have sacrificed everything for us, and I will not give up so easily."
Ayra's words gave Raka strength. However, in his heart, the uncertain feeling still remained, as if the dark shadow from his dream was waiting for the right moment to destroy his happiness.
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The next night, Raka woke up again from an increasingly haunting nightmare. In the dream, he saw the same black-robed figure—the mysterious figure that had disturbed him before. The figure stared at him with sharp red eyes, full of anger and hatred.
"You can't run away, Raka," the voice whispered in his head. "You belong to us. Ayurea is not your place. Don't forget who you really are."
Raka jolted awake, his heart pounding. He felt as if there was an invisible rope pulling him back to where he belonged. However, he did not want to leave Ayra—not after everything they had been through together.
Ayra woke up and saw the anxiety on Raka's face. "Raka, that dream came again, huh?"
Raka just nodded, unable to say anything. He felt as if every word he said would only bring more sadness to both of them.
Ayra pulled Raka into her embrace, giving him the warmth he so desperately needed. "I'm here, Raka. You're not alone. No matter what happens, I'll find a way to help you."
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When dawn broke, the two of them walked to the royal witch's place to seek help. The witch, who was wise and experienced, listened attentively to Raka's story about the dreams that haunted him.
"It is possible that the bond between Raka and the Shadow Dimension has not been completely broken," the witch said. "However, there is one last way to break the bond. But this ritual requires incredible power… and may cost something very precious."
Ayra looked at the witch with determination. "What should we do?"
The witch looked at Ayra with sympathy. "The only way to break the bond is to use the Ring of Eternal Light, an ancient artifact hidden in the highest mountain of Ayurea. However, this ring will only appear to those who have sincere intentions and are willing to sacrifice themselves for the sake of their loved ones."
Raka looked at Ayra worriedly. "Ayra, this is too dangerous. I don't want you to risk your life just for me."
Ayra shook her head, gripping Raka's hand tightly. "I promised, Raka. Whatever the risk, I will face it. If this is the only way for you to be free and stay with me, then I will do it."
Raka couldn't help but feel amazed at Ayra's courage. At the same time, he felt sad, because he knew that Ayra was willing to sacrifice everything for him. However, he did not want to stop Ayra; he knew that for Ayra, their love was everything.
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Their adventure to the top of Mount Ayurea began with challenges. They faced storms, wild animals, and various other obstacles that tested their resilience and teamwork. Even though it was difficult, they still supported each other, strengthening each other's hearts to keep moving forward.
When they finally arrived at the top, they saw a magnificent sight—the sunlight reflecting on the clouds, creating a magical atmosphere. In the midst of the light, a bright ring suddenly appeared, as if summoned by their sincere intentions.
However, before they could reach the ring, a dark shadow appeared, floating in the air, trying to block them. It was the same figure in Raka's dream, the figure that had been shadowing them since the beginning.
"Do you think you can break Raka's bond just like that? I won't let you do it!" the voice boomed in the air.
Ayra and Raka looked at each other, then nodded without hesitation. They knew that to obtain the Ring of Eternal Light, they would have to fight one more time—perhaps for the last time.
With burning courage, Raka and Ayra raised their swords, preparing to fight the dark figure. They knew that this was a decisive battle that would determine their fates.
And with unwavering confidence, they stepped forward, ready to face anything to maintain their unbroken love.