Chapter 1: Rebirth of a Legend
Arjun Lama opened his eyes to an unfamiliar ceiling, dimly illuminated by the morning light filtering through cracks in the worn-out roof. The scent of damp earth and decaying wood filled his nostrils. Pain surged through his body as memories of his final battle with the Heavenly Demon flooded back. He had given his life to save his sect, the prestigious Celestial Blossom Sect, only to find himself alive in an unfamiliar place. Sitting up, he noticed his hands were small and frail, like those of a child.
“What... happened?” he muttered, struggling to stand.
Stepping outside, he found himself in a bustling slum, a stark contrast to the serene mountains he once called home. The streets were narrow and muddy, lined with makeshift shacks and crowded with people going about their daily struggles. Curious and determined, Arjun made his way to a nearby river. Kneeling down, he gazed at his reflection in the water. Staring back at him was a twelve-year-old boy with wide, astonished eyes.
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“I’ve... been reborn?” he whispered in disbelief.
Just then, another boy, around the same age, approached. Arjun seized the opportunity to ask the boy about the Celestial Blossom Sect. “Hey, do you know where the prestigious Celestial Blossom Sect is?”
The boy frowned, scratching his head. “The Celestial Blossom Sect? It’s been a hundred years since they were defeated by the Heavenly Demon. They’re barely hanging on now.”
Arjun’s heart sank. A century had passed since his sacrifice. “Where are they?”
“About 120 kilometers from here, up in the mountains,” the boy replied, pointing towards the distant peaks shrouded in mist.
Arjun was stunned. The journey seemed impossible in his current state, but his resolve remained unshaken. The spirit of the Celestial Blossom Sect needed to be revived, and he was the only one who could do it.
Determined, Arjun found a quiet spot in the outskirts of the slum. The air was thick with the scent of cooking fires and unwashed bodies, but he focused on the task ahead. He would need every ounce of strength and skill to make the journey and reclaim his sect's honor.