Chapter 7: The Wyvern
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After the third summer finding the caves empty, Richard Walden stopped spending his summer on the Island of Milos.
For a part, his father Lord Walden had developed heart a disease. No more holidays on the bone-white beach under the Aegean sun. Slowly, the old Walden had to reduce his authority upon his only child while his son had grown stronger and more focused.
Richard was definitely pursuing his path to a military career. He could not be stopped.
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His lucid dreams started to involve images of dragons, alternating with the black-haired girl. Odd enough, the girl appeared to be older and colder with each passing year. It was like the girl was growing up together with him.
On one night, he dreamed about a particular giant wyvern. As the dragon roared, he felt so vibrant and that each cell on his body has awakened. He woke up sweating but never been so powerful before. He was convinced that it was the sign for his growing internal power.
He regretted that he could not discuss it with a lost friend from the Island of Milos.
But Richard Walden knew that he was on the right track, fulfilling his ultimate goal, whatever it might be.
Anything else, such as friendship, has no place anymore in his future.
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One day, the girl in his dream vividly called him by a name.
My most trusted general. Wake up. Find me. Assist me leading the our troops.
It was his destiny to be a general of the troops that would bring order to the corrupted world.
Kill all those gold saints for our lord, my general!
Richard Walden was sure he would be an unbeatable general.
All has been written in his future name.
Radamanthys.