As Wayne transported himself back to Earth, he materialized in a dense forest, the trees towering above him like sentinels. He took a deep breath, feeling the familiar scent of damp earth and decaying leaves. The world was alive, and he was ready to claim his place within it.
"I need to keep a low profile" He thought. He had to blend in as he knew that the Dragon's Claw may come from if they found he was still alive. He decided to find a quest to do and earn money.
Rumors led him to a long-abandoned temple, hidden deep within the forest. The temple was said to contain a sacred sword, forged from the metals of the gods. However, the path was treacherous, and the temple was guarded by a powerful beast.
Wayne decided to find if that was true as a sword like that will help him in his quest for revenge. He frownd as a bitter image entered his mind and that was the image of Thane.
As Wayne approached the temple, he sensed the presence of the guardian. The air thickened with anticipation, and the trees seemed to lean in, as if to witness the battle. A massive, three-headed serpent emerged from the shadows, its eyes blazing with fury.
The beast, known as the Tri-Kraken, was a creature of legend. Its bodies were said to be born from the darkest depths of the ocean, and its power was feared by even the bravest warriors. Wayne knew that this would be his greatest challenge yet.
The Tri-Kraken lunged forward, its jaws wide open, revealing rows of razor-sharp teeth. Wayne dodged to the side, using his accelerated movements to avoid the initial attack. He summoned a burst of energy, unleashing a blast that struck the serpent's central head. The creature recoiled, momentarily stunned.
Wayne seized the opportunity to assess his opponent. The Tri-Kraken's three heads seemed to operate independently, each with its own unique pattern of attack. He realized that he needed to target the creature's weak points, exploiting the subtle connections between its heads.
Wayne focused his senses, perceiving the intricate web of energy that flowed through the Tri-Kraken's bodies. He pinpointed the weak points, tiny nodes that pulsed with dark energy. With calculated precision, Wayne launched a series of energy blasts, targeting the nodes and disrupting the serpent's coordination.
The Tri-Kraken thrashed about, its heads striking wildly as it struggled to regain its balance. Wayne took advantage of the creature's confusion, weaving between its attacks with ease. He landed a series of swift kicks, each one aimed at the weak points he had identified.
As the battle raged on, Wayne began to tire. The Echo of Eternity was draining his life force, and he knew he needed to end the fight quickly. He recalled the orb's words: "Balance is key, but sometimes, you must push beyond your limits to achieve greatness."
With newfound determination, Wayne unleashed a mighty roar, channeling the Echo of Eternity to its fullest extent. A blinding flash of energy erupted from his body, enveloping the Tri-Kraken. The serpent's heads recoiled, blinded by the intense light.
Wayne seized the moment, striking the final blow. His energy-infused fist connected with the Tri-Kraken's central head, shattering the creature's resistance. The beast collapsed, its massive body crashing to the ground.
As the dust settled, Wayne stood victorious, his chest heaving with exhaustion. Before him lay the sacred sword, its blade shimmering with an otherworldly glow. The sword's hilt was adorned with intricate runes, pulsing with energy that resonated with Wayne's own.
He reached out, feeling an inexplicable connection to the sword. As his hand closed around the hilt, the runes flared to life, and the sword's power coursed through him. Wayne knew that this was more than just a weapon – it was a key to unlocking his true potential.
With the sacred sword in hand, Wayne felt a sense of purpose. He was no longer just a warrior seeking revenge; he was a force to be reckoned with. The world would soon learn to tremble before him, and his name would become synonymous with power and legend.
As he stood there, bathed in the sword's radiant glow, Wayne knew that his journey was far from over. The path ahead would be fraught with danger, but he was ready. The warrior had risen, and nothing would ever be the same again.
As the Tri-Kraken lay dying, its massive body trembling with each ragged breath, it fixed Wayne with a venomous gaze. The serpent's central head raised slightly, its eyes blazing with a mix of anger and curiosity.
"You... you wretched mortal," the Tri-Kraken hissed, its voice like a rusty gate creaking in the wind. "How... how did you become so strong? You were nothing but a speck of dust, a fleeting moment in the annals of time. And yet, you stand before me, wielding power that rivals the gods."
The Tri-Kraken's voice grew weaker, but its malevolence remained palpable. "I curse you, Wayne. May your strength be your downfall. May your power consume you, and may you fall prey to the very darkness that drives you. You will never know peace, never know rest. Your path will be forever shrouded in shadow, and your name will be whispered in fear."
As the Tri-Kraken's curse hung in the air, Wayne stood impassive, his expression unreadable. He gazed at the serpent with a mixture of detachment and calculation, as if evaluating a mere obstacle that had been overcome.
The Tri-Kraken's eyes narrowed, its voice taking on a tone of bitter resentment. "You don't even care, do you? You don't even acknowledge my existence, my power, my rage. I am the Tri-Kraken, a creature of legend, and you treat me like a mere insect."
Wayne's silence was deafening. Without a word, he turned his back on the Tri-Kraken and walked away, leaving the serpent to its fate. The Tri-Kraken's curses grew weaker, its voice fading into the distance as Wayne disappeared into the trees.
The last sound the Tri-Kraken made was a faint whisper, a final, futile attempt to impart its malediction upon the warrior who had bested it. But Wayne was gone, lost in the shadows of the forest, his footsteps echoing through the silence like a harbinger of doom.
The Tri-Kraken's body slowly succumbed to death, its massive form stilling as the life force ebbed from its veins. The forest was quiet once more, the only sound the soft rustling of leaves in the breeze. Wayne's presence had been a fleeting storm, and now the calm had returned, but the repercussions of their encounter would be felt for a long time to come.