Chapter 175: The White Treasure and the Earth's Protective Downpour
In the depths of that cold and damp room, where the remnants of all the distorted identity and history of Rina and Diyari remained, a new energy—different from all those previously seen in the palace—suddenly began to vibrate. The stone walls, which had been sealed with the blood of the innocent and the black magic of Diyari's grandmother, were now glowing under the influence of that white light emanating from behind a veil of boulders. Rina, still holding the guard badge of Diyari's father and feeling the purification that had occurred in Diyari's soul, took another step toward a more hidden depth. Diyari, whose shoulders were now held high like a true guard and the son of a liberating hero, walked beside Rina, his hands on his broken sword—not for war, but to protect the sanctity he felt.
In the place that previously appeared as a dead-end wall, a massive crack formed. Rina merged her internal white radiance with the vibration coming from behind the wall. When the two forces met, the wall dissolved like a white mist, revealing an unparalleled and legendary hall before them. This was the "White Treasure," the place Rina's mother and Diyari's father had kept secret for many long years to protect it from the Grandmother's foul grasp. In the center of that hall, upon a white stone pedestal rising from the heart of the earth, stood a magnificent and unique crystal. The crystal was so large and brilliant that eyes could not gaze upon it for long; it was as if a piece of the sun had been hidden within the heart of the earth.
This crystal was not merely a magical stone, but the "Heart of the Earth," the treasure containing the protective power of the entire region. Rina approached the crystal with slow, respectful steps. She felt the crystal breathing; its heartbeat synchronized with her own. Diyari said in amazement: "Rina, this is what the Grandmother spent her whole life searching for. She thought this crystal was inside your body, but your mother hid it here." Rina reached for the crystal, but before she touched it, the crystal began to display strange scenes. Within the light, images of the mountains, forests, and rivers of that land appeared—showing how they were once green and vibrant, and how they had withered under the Grandmother's curse.
The crystal possessed an energy that could dispel all the curses Diyari's grandmother had imposed upon this land for a century. When Rina touched the crystal, she felt a pure electrical shiver travel through all her veins. In that moment, all the sorrows and grief remaining in Rina's life vanished like smoke. The crystal began transferring knowledge and information to Rina's mind; she learned how to use this great power not for destruction, but for restoration. Diyari also felt a change in that moment; the wounds that had remained as bitter memories on his body no longer pained him, but instead glowed as if becoming part of the radiant shield protecting the land.
The White Treasure was like a living brain for that world. Rina understood that her mother had hidden it because if the Grandmother had reached it, she could have extinguished all life on this land and left only darkness. But now, the only person who could reactivate this crystal was Rina, for the radiance within her body was the true key to this treasure. Rina looked at Diyari and said: "This crystal doesn't belong only to me, Diyari. It belongs to all those who have sacrificed. Your father gave his life so this crystal would stay here and the Grandmother wouldn't find it. Now is the time to complete the mission."
Together, Rina and Diyari placed their hands on the massive crystal. At that instant, a colossal pillar of white light rose from the heart of the ruined palace toward the sky. That light was so powerful that all the black clouds and dense mist that had covered the region's sky for years scattered and vanished within seconds. People in distant villages, who had not seen true sunlight for many years, looked at the sky in amazement. They knew that the "Darkness" had ended and the "Light" had returned. This was the moment of the land's protection; the crystal released a wave of energy that dismantled all the magic and seals the Grandmother had placed upon the earth and trees.
Inside the hall of the White Treasure, Rina felt that the spirits of her mother, her father, and Diyari's father were present there, like radiant shadows smiling at them. They had successfully completed their duty. The White Treasure was no longer a secret, but had become the source of life for the future. Diyari, standing now as a calm and confident guard, gripped Rina's hand tightly. He knew that from now on, a new life would begin; a life where they would no longer fear the shadows. The crystal's light slowly calmed, but it still pulsed energy to everything around it like a heartbeat.
Rina realized that the power of protecting the earth actually lies in the union of radiance and loyalty. If it weren't for Diyari and his father, her light would not have reached this place. And if it weren't for her light, their loyalty would have been in vain. This was the greatest lesson they learned in the White Treasure. The world no longer needs sorcerers and tyrannical kings, but rather protectors who know how to guard the heart of the earth. Rina looked at the crystal and said: "We will be here, always protecting you, just as you protected us."
As Rina and Diyari prepared to leave the hall, they felt their bodies filled with an endless energy. They were no longer tired, their wounds were healed, and their minds were cleansed of all the hatred and malice Diyari's grandmother had planted within them. They stepped out through that white light, toward the world that now showed the fruits of their victory. The White Treasure remained as an eternal seal in the heart of the earth, a symbol that the light never dies—it only awaits pure hands to find it again.
Rina looked back at the crystal and felt its warmth one last time. She knew this was not the end of the journey, but the beginning of a greater responsibility. Their duty now was to rebuild the ruins the Grandmother had left behind. Diyari, with his guard badge glowing on his chest, stepped toward the daylight. Together, as two protectors of the earth, they entered the embrace of the freedom they had earned with blood and light. The world was now full of hope, and the White Treasure was the sole witness to the truth that love and reality are always stronger than any black magic.
Written by: Dlin_myth