Published at 17th of September 2024 7:40 pm

Chapter 107 The Queen’s Path: 15 The Eternal Legacy

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The city of Rōran was bathed in the golden light of dawn as Sāra and her team finally emerged from the ruins. The battle underground had been fierce, but the threat of the Ryuumyaku had been quelled at last. Sāra stood at the entrance, looking out over her city with a mixture of relief and exhaustion. The energy that had once pulsed through the earth was now gone, and with it, the lingering influence of Mukade.

Ryū stood beside her, his face a mask of calm, though the tension in his posture betrayed how close they had come to losing everything. “It’s over,” he said softly, his voice thick with emotion. “We did it.”

Sāra nodded, though her mind still reeled from the events in the cavern. The figure of Mukade—or whatever dark presence had been left behind—was finally gone. But the toll of using the Ryuumyaku’s energy still weighed heavily on her. It had almost taken her over, almost corrupted her, and she knew she had been standing on the edge of a precipice.

“We did,” Sāra said quietly, though she knew the scars of this battle would remain with them forever.

The others—Hana, the fighters, and scouts—slowly gathered around, their faces reflecting the same mixture of relief and exhaustion. It had been a hard-fought victory, and every one of them knew how close they had come to losing it all.

Sāra took a deep breath, feeling the cool air of the desert morning against her skin. The city of Rōran had been saved, but at what cost?

“I’m sorry we had to go through this again,” she said, addressing the group. “The Ryuumyaku should have stayed buried, but its legacy seems impossible to escape.”

Hana stepped forward, her eyes filled with understanding. “You protected Rōran once again, Sāra. We wouldn’t have survived without your leadership.”

Sāra smiled faintly at the praise, but her thoughts remained troubled. “The Ryuumyaku has caused so much pain for our people. It’s been a curse for centuries. But maybe now, with it gone, Rōran can finally move forward. We’ve survived so much.”

Ryū, ever the realist, crossed his arms. “We’ve sealed it away, but we can’t guarantee it won’t happen again someday. Someone could try to use its power again, just like Mukade.”

Sāra’s expression hardened. “We won’t let that happen. This time, the Ryuumyaku will be sealed forever.”

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In the following days, Sāra set to work. The remains of the tunnels were sealed, reinforced with the strongest materials they could gather. The people of Rōran, who had once relied on the Ryuumyaku’s energy for their city’s prosperity, now stood united in their resolve to ensure its power was never awakened again.

News spread quickly that the Ryuumyaku had been neutralized. The people celebrated, relieved that the ancient force that had once nearly destroyed them was no longer a threat. But there was also a sense of somber reflection, a reminder of the dark history that had long haunted their city.

As the days turned into weeks, life in Rōran slowly returned to normal. The citizens rebuilt what had been damaged, and the sense of dread that had hung over the city for so long began to lift. The Ryuumyaku’s influence had finally been purged, and Rōran could now chart a new course—one free from the burden of its ancient past.

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One evening, as the city settled into a peaceful rhythm, a messenger from the Hidden Leaf Village finally arrived. The news reached Sāra as she sat in her study, poring over plans for the future of her city.

“Sāra,” Hana said, stepping into the room, her face filled with surprise. “A message from Naruto.”

Sāra’s heart leapt as she took the scroll from Hana’s hand. She hadn’t expected a reply so soon—if at all. With a deep breath, she unrolled the scroll and began to read.

To Sāra, Queen of Rōran,

I received your message and was deeply concerned to hear about the reawakening of the Ryuumyaku. I apologize for the delay in responding, but the threats to the Hidden Leaf have kept us busy. I’m relieved to hear that you were able to handle the situation and protect your people.

Rōran has always been a place of great importance, not just for its history, but for the strength of its leader. You’ve shown time and again that you are capable of guiding your people through even the darkest of times. I’m proud to have fought alongside you once, and though I couldn’t be there to help this time, I’m glad to know you were able to overcome the challenge.

If you ever need aid in the future, know that the Hidden Leaf will always stand by Rōran. Thank you for keeping the world safe once again.

Sincerely, Naruto Uzumaki, Seventh Hokage

Sāra smiled as she finished reading the message, feeling a deep sense of pride and gratitude. Naruto’s words were a reminder of the bond they shared, forged in the fires of battle so many years ago. Though he hadn’t been there to help this time, his support and belief in her had given her the strength to face the darkness alone.

“We did it, Hana,” Sāra said softly, folding the scroll and placing it on her desk. “Rōran is safe, and we have a future.”

Hana smiled, her eyes filled with warmth. “Thanks to you.”

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As the months passed, the city of Rōran began to rebuild in earnest. The scars left by the Ryuumyaku were slowly healing, and Sāra made sure to honor those who had fought to protect the city. A monument was erected in the center of the city, not just to commemorate the battles fought, but to symbolize the strength and resilience of Rōran’s people.

Sāra stood before the monument one evening, watching as the setting sun bathed the city in a warm, golden light. Ryū joined her, standing in silence as they both took in the sight.

“It’s strange, isn’t it?” Sāra said after a moment. “To think that we’ve lived through so much. And yet, Rōran endures.”

Ryū nodded, his eyes focused on the horizon. “Rōran is more than just its history. It’s the people, their will to survive. No matter what happens, we keep moving forward.”

Sāra smiled softly. “Yes. And now we can finally move forward without the weight of the Ryuumyaku holding us back.”

Ryū glanced at her, a rare smile touching his lips. “You’ve done well, Sāra. You’ve given Rōran a future.”

Sāra turned to face him, her heart light. “We’ve done it together, Ryū. I couldn’t have done any of this without you.”

For a moment, they stood in silence, the bond between them stronger than ever. The battles they had fought, the sacrifices they had made—it had all led to this moment, a future free from the darkness of the past.

As the last rays of the sun dipped below the horizon, Sāra felt a deep sense of peace. The Ryuumyaku was no longer a threat, and Rōran had been given a second chance.

Her mind wandered to the future, to the possibilities that lay ahead for her city. But for now, she allowed herself to simply be in the moment, knowing that the legacy of Rōran would continue—stronger and brighter than ever.

End

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