At the peak of destiny, Alex Morgan and his loyal companions plunge into a swirling black vortex-an ancient dimensional gate leading to a world unknown. Armed with Soul Stones and unshakable resolve, they cross into the Abyssal Tunnel, a realm of darkness that devours all light, sound, and strength. But in this void, something stirs. An ancient force, sealed for ten thousand years, awakens-a disgraced golden dragon with power beyond reckoning and eyes that have waited millennia to feast on Supreme warriors. As his friends flee toward the glimmering exit, Alex stands alone, defying death with burning soul energy and divine might. The battle that follows is more than survival-it's legend in the making. A tale of sacrifice, power, and the relentless will to protect, *Into the Abyss* marks the beginning of a new saga-where realms collide, and one man dares to face the forgotten king of dragons.
Chapter 1 Flame Warrior Part 1
Macedoria City, Ohan kingdom. Markas
When the battle between the two mighty power-wielders finally ended, Alex, Elara, and Mira organized a grand wedding in the Macedoria City. The people of the entire kingdom witnessed their love story unfold before their eyes. The wedding was as magnificent as it was romantic.
Soon after, rumors began to spread-Alex had set out on a journey with his two wives, vanishing from the public eye. But in truth, only of some people knew the real story. Alex traveled alone, while Elara and Mira secluded themselves in intense cultivation to reach the rank of Supreme Power-wielders.
Following the legendary battle, Macedoria had risen to become the largest and most prosperous city in the Ohan Empire. The Warrior's Order, too, saw rapid growth, with new warriors emerging to uphold the city's newfound dominance.
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On the peak of Macedoria's mountains, a young man lay in the grass, dressed in black. A single blade of grass rested between his lips as he chewed on it idly, savoring its faint bitterness.
"This is where it all began... the first time I met Master," Alex murmured with a soft smile.
He was no ordinary man. He was the greatest warrior in the kingdom-the very one who had defeated the Dark Sovereign and saved Macedoria from destruction.
Years had passed since that legendary battle, and the world had changed.
When Alex struck down the Dark Sovereign, the entire kingdom erupted in celebration. The first festival honored the rise of new warriors, proving that Macedoria still had strong fighters. The second festival celebrated the emergence of a true Supreme Power-wielder.
Suddenly, Alex felt something stir in the air.
"It's almost complete... decades have passed in the blink of an eye," he said, rising from the grass. He gazed at the horizon, where the air seemed to ripple.
A crack formed in space, and a breathtakingly beautiful woman stepped through. She smiled warmly, her voice as gentle as a whisper.
"Alex..."
Her sweet, melodic voice echoed across the mountains.
"Did you succeed?" Alex asked, smiling.
"Yes," Elara nodded, her moonlit eyes glowing. "It was only possible because of the dimensional gates you opened and the pure energy I cultivated there. Without that, it would have been nearly impossible for anyone in Macedoria to reach the Supreme rank."
He pulled her into a tight embrace. Holding her close, he whispered, "When your father sent you to my family, I never imagined you'd become such an inseparable part of my life."
"You've always been my hero, Alex," Elara replied, gazing at the city below.
Their eyes met, and without hesitation, Alex leaned in, capturing her lips in a tender kiss. Elara tensed for a brief moment but soon melted into it.
A sudden cough interrupted them.
"Did we come at the wrong time and ruin your romantic moment?" A voice chuckled.
Two middle-aged men stepped out of the dimensional rift, grinning.
"Father! Elder Kain!" Alex greeted them with a small smirk.
"It's alright," his father laughed. "Elara is your wife now. It's an honor to see how far you've both come."
Before they could continue, the air trembled once more.
A burst of nine-colored light flashed, and another stunning woman emerged-Mira!
"Finally! After all these years, I've succeeded!" she declared proudly.
"Is our daughter, Alexa, doing well?" Mira asked immediately.
"Yes, she's fine. Master has been training her," Alex assured her.
The group made their way back to Macedoria.
Alex's father, who had reclaimed his position as the leader of the Warrior's Order, placed a firm hand on his son's shoulder.
"Alex, this world is too small for you. It's time for you to move forward."
Later that night, the five Supreme warriors arrived at the very battlefield where Alex had once fought the Dark Sovereign.
Over the years, the raw power unleashed in that battle had shaped the land itself, giving birth to a towering mountain-now known as the Sacred Peak. It remained one of the most mysterious places in Markas.