and I accepted that fate without
reservation until one day I sneaked into
my father's study and stumbled upon a
book that has left a lasting impression
on me the content of the book seems dull
by today's standards telling a rather
clitch detail of a young hero's journey
to strength if I were to read it now I
would likely lack the patience to
continue yet back then I was captivated
by its content and it inspired me I
understood that one must not give up due
to difficulties compromise in the face
of danger fall into depravity through
complacency or become arrogant from
flattery among its many lines one struck
me profoundly a hero is not born
Fearless they simply choose to be brave
it is this phrase that has allowed me to
persevere time and again until now upon
hearing XO yaming words Tanasha could
not hide her disappointment how
wonderful but at least your family is
still alive Z yaming gazed at tanaza why
Master once entrusted me that if he were
to pass away I must protect you at all
costs I swore before him that I would
keep you safe therefore if you do not
mind you may consider me family Tanasha
said nothing and continued to press on
through the storm I in this world I have
but one family X yaming chose not to say
anything more and the two continued
their Journey their Trek was fraught
with difficulty they encountered
numerous monsters and met local
residents in SS for the first time
Tanasha felt the world was exceedingly
cruel without her father by her side
each night she would stare into the fire
unable to sleep for long stretches
without her father she had not enjoyed a
single good night's rest the
overwhelming sense of unease perpetually
enveloping her thus the days passed one
after another following the map they
traversed nearly every marked location
between two mountains and water this is
the last one Joe yaming lips were
turning purple from the cold as they
walked alongside an icy River snowflakes
falling incessantly the river's Waters
frigid and piercing yet remarkably no
matter how much time passed the river
remained unfrozen XE yaming lifted his
gaze to the Towering mountains on either
side their icy peaks soaring high
resembling a barrier between Heaven and
Earth here like outside not a blade of
grass grew no birds flew in the sky nor
fish swam in the waters X yam and
Tanasha pressed on the snow so thick
that each step sank half a leg deep
despite the harsh environment they
persevered they could not tell how long
they had walked when they noticed the
snow ahead was considerably less they
prepared to rest for a moment but
Tanasha suddenly pointed what is that XE
yaming followed the direction of her
finger and beheld a small wooden boat
floating serenely on the river yet it
did not drift with the current the
white-haired old man wearing a conical
hat sat within holding a fishing rod and
keep keeping his eyes shut Z yaming
hurried to the riverbank calling out to
the old man hello he shouted but the old
man did not respond XO yaming turned to
Tanasha I'll go take a look wait here
for me with that XO yaming unfurled his
wings and leaped onto the small boat
upon closer inspection he found the old
man dressed in very thin simple white
garments looking exceedingly modest
beside the old man lay a young woman
sound asleep X yaming pupils constricted
fear flashing in his gaze but he dared
not make a sound excuse me senior the
old man remained unresponsive his eyes
still closed no matter how XO yaming
addressed him did you know of The Faded
one At The Mention Of The Faded one the
old man's eyes slowly opened what is the
faded One X yaming was taken aback
surely The Faded one is widely known do
you not know the old man chuckled
lightly holding his fishing rod widely
known yet I am unaware am I truly a clo
or is it you who speaks falsely XE