The first light of dawn spread across the eastern horizon, painting the sky in soft shades of gold and crimson. A cool morning breeze swept across Blue Star Village, carrying with it the scent of damp earth and wildflowers. The village had not yet fully awakened, yet several figures were already gathered near the great wooden gate at its entrance.
Today was departure day.
Unlike the excitement that had filled the village the previous afternoon, the atmosphere this morning was much quieter. No one spoke loudly. Even the children who had come to watch stood close to their parents, as though they instinctively understood the significance of the moment.
A sturdy carriage waited just beyond the gate. Two broad-shouldered horned horses pawed impatiently at the ground, white mist escaping from their nostrils in the cool morning air. Their dark coats shimmered beneath the rising sun, and every breath they took hinted at a strength far beyond that of ordinary beasts.
Captain Roran stood beside them, checking the leather harnesses one final time. His movements were practiced and efficient, revealing the experience of someone who had traveled countless roads.
One by one, the chosen youths arrived.
Mira was the first.
She carried a neatly packed travel bag over one shoulder and wore the same calm expression she always did. The clothes she had sewn for Zion were now matched by a similar travel outfit of her own, simple but practical.
Kellan arrived moments later, balancing an oversized pack on his back.
"I still think my mother is trying to feed the entire Academy through me," he muttered.
Captain Roran glanced at the bulging bag.
"I was wondering why the carriage looked heavier."
Several villagers laughed.
Even Kellan couldn't help grinning.
The lighthearted exchange eased some of the tension hanging over the gathering.
Then...
Footsteps approached from behind.
Everyone turned.
Zion walked toward the village gate with steady steps, his leather pack resting comfortably across his shoulders. At his waist hung New Dawn, its plain scabbard giving no hint of the blade hidden within.
He paused before the gate and slowly looked back.
The familiar rooftops.
The quiet forge.
The winding dirt roads where he had spent his childhood.
Blue Star Village looked exactly as it always had.
Yet Zion knew that when he returned...
He would no longer be the same person.
For a long moment, no one spoke.
Then the Village Chief stepped forward.
The old man rested both hands upon his wooden cane and looked at each of the young travelers in turn.
"You leave today as children of Blue Star."
His gentle voice carried clearly through the morning air.
"When you return..."
"I hope you return as people who have seen the stars."
He smiled.
"But never forget the place where your journey began."
The three youths bowed respectfully.
"We won't."
Captain Roran climbed onto the driver's seat and gathered the reins.
"The road to Stone River City is long."
"We'll be crossing forests, rivers, and mountain passes."
"If we waste time..."
He looked directly at Kellan.
"...someone's mother will have packed food for nothing."
The crowd burst into laughter.
Kellan groaned dramatically.
"I knew I was going to become the joke."
Even Captain Roran's usually stern face showed the faintest trace of a smile.
The carriage door creaked open.
"Get in."
Zion climbed aboard first, followed by Mira and Kellan.
As the carriage settled under their combined weight, Captain Roran flicked the reins.
"Hyah!"
The horned horses surged forward.
The wooden wheels rolled over the ancient stone road.
Slowly...
Blue Star Village began to disappear behind them.
Not with a grand farewell.
Not with dramatic speeches.
Simply...
One turn of the wheels at a time.
Zion rested one hand on the window frame and watched the village grow smaller in the distance.
Then...
Without saying a word...
He turned his gaze forward.
The road ahead stretched beyond the horizon, winding through forests and mountains toward a future none of them could yet imagine.
For the first time in his life...
Zion had left home.
_ _ _
The rhythmic sound of wooden wheels echoed steadily along the ancient road as the carriage traveled farther from Blue Star Village. Morning sunlight filtered through the dense canopy overhead, scattering patches of gold across the forest floor while birds sang from the branches above.
Inside the carriage, no one spoke for quite some time.
Each of the three youths was lost in their own thoughts.
Kellan sat nearest the window, watching the scenery roll past with open fascination.
"So this is what it's like to leave the village..."
Mira quietly held an old notebook in her lap. Although it was open, she hadn't turned a page in several minutes.
Even Zion found himself staring outside.
The familiar forests surrounding Blue Star Village gradually gave way to places he had never seen before.
The trees grew taller.
The mountains rose higher.
Even the road itself became wider, as though countless travelers had walked it over many generations.
Everything beyond Blue Star felt... older.
After several hours, Captain Roran slowed the carriage.
"We'll rest here."
The carriage came to a halt beside a crystal-clear stream flowing gently between smooth stones.
The horned horses lowered their heads immediately, drinking the cool water while Captain Roran loosened their harnesses.
"You three."
He gestured toward the stream.
"Stretch your legs."
"No point arriving at the Academy with stiff muscles."
Kellan was already outside before the sentence finished.
"I've been waiting for you to say that!"
He stretched both arms high above his head until his back gave several satisfying pops.
"That feels so much better."
Mira stepped down more gracefully, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear before walking toward the stream.
Zion followed quietly.
The flowing water reflected the morning sky like polished glass.
For a moment...
Everything was peaceful.
Captain Roran knelt beside the stream and scooped a handful of water into his palm before drinking.
Then he looked toward the three youths.
"Tell me."
"What do you think lies beyond Blue Star?"
Kellan answered immediately.
"Big cities."
"Bigger beasts."
"And stronger Awakeners."
Captain Roran nodded.
"Reasonable."
His gaze shifted toward Mira.
"What about you?"
She thought for a moment.
"Knowledge."
"If Blue Star is isolated..."
"...then I want to learn everything we've been missing."
"A good answer."
Finally...
Captain Roran looked toward Zion.
"And you?"
Zion remained silent for several moments before answering.
"I want to become a blacksmith worthy of forging weapons that can cross the stars."
Captain Roran smiled.
"Exactly the answer I expected."
The captain picked up a small stone and tossed it gently into the stream.
Ripples spread outward in perfect circles.
"Blue Star is like this stone."
He pointed toward the tiny ripples.
"When you only live here..."
"...it feels like the entire world."
The ripples continued expanding.
"But the moment it touches the greater river..."
"...it realizes how small it truly is."
His expression became more serious.
"The Academy will challenge more than your strength."
"It will challenge your pride."
"You'll meet people who have cultivated since they could walk."
"Children taught by masters whose names are recorded in history."
"Young geniuses carrying weapons older than entire kingdoms."
None of the three interrupted.
Captain Roran's voice remained calm.
"If you compare yourselves to them..."
"...you'll lose confidence."
"If you envy them..."
"...you'll lose yourselves."
His eyes rested briefly on Zion.
"So instead..."
"...compare today's you..."
"...to yesterday's you."
"Grow one step at a time."
"The stars aren't reached in a single leap."
"They're reached through countless steps."
Silence followed.
Even Kellan, who usually found something to joke about, quietly nodded.
After everyone had eaten a simple meal, Captain Roran suddenly stood.
"We'll make one more stop before sunset."
Kellan looked up.
"Stone River City?"
Captain Roran shook his head.
"No."
"A crossroads."
"The place where travelers from dozens of villages gather."
He looked toward the distant road stretching between the mountains.
"By nightfall..."
"...you'll meet the first people competing for the same Academy seats."
The three youths instinctively exchanged glances.
Until now...
The Selection had felt distant.
Abstract.
But hearing those words made it real.
Somewhere ahead...
Other talented youths were already traveling toward the same destination.
Some stronger.
Some weaker.
Each carrying dreams of reaching the Academy.
Zion unconsciously rested a hand on New Dawn.
Not because he expected a fight.
But because the road ahead had finally begun.
Far beyond the trees...
The wind carried faint voices.
The voices of strangers.
The first threads of countless destinies...
Slowly beginning to intertwine.
---
The afternoon sun gradually drifted toward the western horizon as the carriage continued along the ancient road.
The scenery slowly began to change.
The forests became less dense.
The road widened from a narrow dirt path into a broad stone highway, worn smooth by countless travelers over the years.
Large wooden signposts appeared at regular intervals, each carved with names Zion had never heard before.
Moonbrook Village.
Iron Ridge.
Green Hollow.
Each arrow pointed toward another settlement hidden somewhere beyond the forests.
Kellan leaned out of the carriage window, his eyes widening.
"There are this many villages on Blue Star?"
Captain Roran nodded.
"More than you can imagine."
"Blue Star may be considered a young world... but it is still a world. There are countless villages, towns, and cities scattered across its continents. Even after a lifetime of travel, few have seen them all."
The three youths fell silent.
Back in Blue Star Village, everyone knew everyone.
Now...
Zion was beginning to realize how small his home truly was.
---
As the sun dipped lower, the sound of distant voices drifted toward them.
Not one or two.
Hundreds.
The road curved around a hill.
Then...
The view opened.
At the intersection of several massive roads stood an enormous stone building nearly five times larger than any structure Zion had ever seen.
A weathered wooden sign hung above its entrance.
The Crossroads Inn.
Dozens of carriages surrounded the building.
Massive wagons loaded with supplies stood beside elegant carriages decorated with silver emblems.
The air smelled of roasted meat, horse sweat, hot iron, and unfamiliar spices.
Merchants bargained loudly.
Hunters boasted about their latest kills.
Somewhere inside the inn, a bard played a cheerful tune while laughter erupted around him.
Zion had never imagined so many strangers could gather in one place.
Children ran between travelers.
Hunters laughed over mugs of steaming drinks.
The entire place buzzed with life.
Kellan stared with his mouth hanging open.
"...It's bigger than our entire village."
Captain Roran chuckled.
"This isn't even a city."
"It's only a resting point."
Kellan slowly closed his mouth.
"I don't know if that makes me feel better..."
"...or worse."
---
As their carriage rolled into the courtyard, Zion noticed something else.
People.
Lots of people.
Young men and women close to his age stood in small groups across the courtyard.
Some wore light armor.
Others carried bows.
Several had swords hanging from their waists.
A few sat quietly with their eyes closed, cultivating despite the surrounding noise.
Every single one radiated confidence.
Captain Roran noticed where Zion was looking.
"Academy candidates."
"They're from nearby villages."
"This is where many groups spend the night before continuing toward Stone River City."
Mira quietly observed the crowd.
"So these are our competitors..."
Captain Roran shook his head.
"No."
"They're your future classmates."
"The real competitors..."
"...haven't even arrived yet."
His words made the air suddenly feel heavier.
---
The carriage came to a stop.
Captain Roran climbed down first.
"We'll spend the night here."
"You three can look around."
"But remember one thing."
His expression became serious.
"The outside world has different rules."
"Don't cause trouble."
"But..."
"...don't let anyone bully you either."
The three nodded together.
"Yes, Captain."
---
As Zion stepped down from the carriage, countless conversations filled his ears.
As Zion stepped into the courtyard, a faint golden light flashed across his eyes.
Instantly...
Hundreds of shimmering seams appeared.
Some belonged to people.
Some belonged to weapons.
Some belonged to the buildings themselves.
The sheer number overwhelmed him.
A sharp pain stabbed behind his eyes.
He immediately deactivated Seam Sight.
"...Too many."
His heart skipped a beat.
The outside world was already far more complicated than Blue Star.
Different accents.
Different dialects.
Different ways of dressing.
For the first time in his life...
He truly felt like he had entered a much larger world.
Then...
A sudden metallic sound rang through the courtyard.
Clang!
Everyone instinctively turned.
A young man dressed in crimson robes had drawn a long spear, pointing it toward another youth.
Neither looked older than eighteen.
Yet the pressure radiating from them made the surrounding crowd retreat several steps.
One youth rested his spear lazily across his shoulder, a carefree smile playing on his lips.
The other stood with folded arms, expression unreadable.
Neither seemed willing to back down.
Captain Roran merely glanced over before continuing toward the inn.
"They're Academy candidates too."
Kellan blinked.
"They're going to fight?"
Captain Roran didn't even slow his steps.
"Whether they do..."
"...depends on how much pride they're carrying."
Zion's gaze lingered on the two strangers for only a moment before following Captain Roran inside.
He had no intention of interfering.
Not every battle...
Was his to fight.
But somehow...
He had a feeling this wouldn't be the last time he saw either of them.
Outside...
The evening wind swept through the crowded crossroads.
Inside the inn...
Fate quietly gathered future geniuses beneath a single roof.
And among them...
None of the people gathered beneath the Crossroads Inn paid much attention to the quiet young blacksmith carrying an ordinary sword.
Years later...
They would remember that night as the first time they unknowingly stood beside the man who would one day shake the heavens.
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