Angel's Descent: The Wings of Rebellion

The war outside raged on, but the immense tremors that had once shaken the sky slowly began to fade, growing more distant with each passing moment.

It was clear that the Thunder Titan and the Ancient Blue Dragon King had moved farther from this region, continuing their fierce battle elsewhere.

Jano emerged from the small lake, his eyes scanning the battlefield. The area, once the site of a brutal clash between two titans, was now littered with debris and signs of devastation.

Yet, no creatures dared approach, as if the sheer magnitude of the battle had terrified all life in the vicinity.

Seizing the rare moment of peace, Jano looked down at the lake's surface. The water was like a mirror, reflecting an unfamiliar face—one that no longer resembled anhawkmen.

His beak had disappeared, replaced by finely chiseled human-like features.

The grey-black feathers on his face were falling away, revealing the smooth contours of his skin beneath.

His hair, once a dull gray-white, now shimmered in a blend of silver and grey, catching the light.

But the most striking change was in his eyes.

The vertical pupils of anhawkmen had vanished, replaced by eyes of radiant violet, like twin stars.

They gleamed with both wisdom and power.

His body, too, had changed; the feathers that once covered him were shedding, and his talons were no longer sharp,hawkmen-like claws. Instead, they had begun to form more human-like hands and feet, with the muscles beneath still developing, indicating growth.

His wings, too, had transformed.

The once dark grey feathers now mixed with bright white ones, still soft and fresh, as though newly grown.

These were not just aesthetic changes—they were signs of his evolution. It was as if he was tapping into an ancient bloodline, returning to a more powerful form, one rooted in his distant ancestry.

Jano opened his system interface, his heart pounding as he saw the updated stats. The surge of power within him was overwhelming, and for a brief moment, he felt invincible.

Name: Jano

Race: Hawkmen (Bloodline Mutation)

Age: 16

Attributes:

Strength: 10

Constitution: 10

Spirit: 13

Agility: 11

Charisma: 5

Level: Unlocked (Sealed, to be activated when the game begins)

Skills:

· Throwing (Expert)

· Spear Fighting (Expert)

· Thunderstrike (Extraordinary)

Skill Points: Unlocked (Sealed, to be activated when the game begins)

Talent: Champion's Will (You possess extraordinary insight and reaction time; your combat awareness is unparalleled.)

Quest System: Unlocked (Sealed, to be activated when the game begins)

Game Start Countdown: 3646486 days, 5 hours, 35 minutes

Staring at the interface, Jano could feel the surge of power coursing through his veins.

Every muscle in his body seemed to hum with energy, urging him to challenge the world. His vision had sharpened; he could see further, clearer. Though the level section remained locked, he knew he had reached an extraordinary threshold—he was now beyond the ordinary, entering the realm of the transcendent.

The blood of the Titan and the Blue Dragon had opened the door to this new power, and Jano had seized it with both hands.

But evolution was only the beginning. Now, the most pressing task was to navigate this apocalyptic war and escape it alive.

He grasped his bronze sword, feeling the surge of power from within.

Thunder rumbled through his limbs as his strength flowed into the weapon. Sparks of electricity danced across the blade. In this moment, he knew that even facing a two-headed dragon again, he would stand a fighting chance—perhaps even defeat it.

Jano stepped out of the lake, his gaze falling on a small turtle on a nearby stone.

The creature's eyes glinted with a subtle wisdom.

He made a mental note to take it with him, along with the stone, once the war subsided.

He spread his wings, ready to take flight. But just as he was about to ascend, a blood-curdling, soul-shaking scream rent the air.

"Aterri! You dare to kill me!"

A deep, thunderous voice responded from the heavens:

"Aterri, today, you will die!"

The voice of the Thunder Titan echoed like a cataclysm, shaking the earth beneath Jano's feet.

"No!"

Jano's heart skipped a beat as he looked up. In the distance, beyond the forest, he saw it—the immense Thunder Titan locked in a battle with the Blue Dragon King, Aterri.

The Titan gripped the dragon's head and neck with both hands, his muscles crackling with the power of a million volts.

With a sickening r-r-rip sound, the Titan tore the Blue Dragon King's head from its body, blood spraying in all directions.

The dragon's massive form collapsed to the ground, its lifeblood flooding the earth like a river.

The victorious Thunder Titan raised the severed head high, signaling the end of the battle.

Creatures from the Blue Dragon faction scattered in terror, fleeing in all directions.

Meanwhile, the sentient races of the Titan faction erupted in joyous cheers, their cries of victory reverberating through Oceanwood.

"The war is over! We have won!"

The jubilant sounds of victory filled the air, but Jano's heart was a storm of conflicting emotions. His mind raced.

"So this... this is the Spark War! The death of Alirethos, the Son of the Dragon King, ignited the full-scale war between the Titans and the Dragons! This battle destroyed Oceanwood and plunged the world into chaos. The heavens and the earth themselves were torn apart. The loss was catastrophic for all races. This is the beginning of the great cataclysm!"

Jano's eyes darkened with determination. The weight of the moment settled upon him.

"I cannot only think of myself. I must find my people. After this war, I must focus on protecting the survival of my tribe."

With those thoughts in mind, he spread his wings and took to the sky, his powerful gusts of wind spraying water into the air.

His form cut through the atmosphere, flying toward the horizon.

In his heart, a new plan was already forming.