After walking for what felt like forever, Aiden finally spotted something rising in the distance.
A castle.
Massive, ancient, and proud—it stood like a wall between him and the unknown.
DING Game #5 has started: "Light or Darkness."
Two guards at the gate stood tall as he approached. One narrowed his eyes.
"Halt. Do you have identification?"
"No. I just need to pass through," Aiden replied calmly.
The second guard stepped forward, placing a hand on Aiden's shoulder. It wasn't friendly.
"Then turn around. There is no place for peasants like you"
Aiden's eyes narrowed. The tension rose. The guard noticed—and instinctively stepped back, drawing his sword.
The other guard mirrored him, swords now raised.
"Do you really wanna do this" Said the first guard
Aiden stood there, without responding.
"Fine, we'll teach you a lesson you'll never forget today" Said the second guard
The first guard charged. Aiden moved just in time, earning a shallow cut across his side.
The next strike came fast—this one left a longer gash across his chest.
"I can't keep letting this happen…"
He stepped into action—faster than before. A powerful kick landed squarely into one guard's chest, sending him stumbling backward with a thud.
Then a sharp pivot. A second hit caught him clean. The guard dropped, unconsious with a huge
dent on his chest piece.
Aiden turned to the other one.