Legend of Pathera
Chapter 1: The Duel and The Meeting
Long ago, in a world where many creatures roamed vast forests, majestic mountains, and endless
skies, there was a kingdom unlike any other. This was Pride Land — a place where countless
living beings lived in harmony and prosperity. From the tiniest insects to the largest beasts, all
called this land home.
Pride Land was ruled by a royal bloodline guarding a powerful secret. Long before any creature
could remember, a league of ancient warriors called the Pathera had existed — mighty beings
who wielded elemental powers gifted by the universe itself. They were the protectors of balance,
and their strength was unmatched. But after the legendary Great Battle of Dragons, the Pathera
mysteriously vanished. Some believed they had perished, others whispered they had gone into
hiding, becoming legends lost to time.
Only the kings of Pride Land inherited the Pathera's power — passed down silently from one
ruler to the next. But to the eyes of the kingdom, they were simply kings. The magic remained
hidden, locked away like a precious flame to be awakened only when truly needed.
The kingdom flourished. The skies were patrolled by swift birds, the forests guarded by fierce
cats and mighty gorillas, the plains defended by horned beasts and wolves, and the shadows
watched over by crafty serpents. These clans formed the kingdom's army, trained in skill,
strategy, and unyielding loyalty.
But none of the generals, no matter how fierce or skilled, possessed magic. The power of the
Pathera was a royal secret, wielded only by the king himself.
In this time of peace and prosperity, a young prince named Leo was growing strong and restless.
Trained tirelessly by the kingdom's generals, Leo learned swordsmanship, archery, and the art of
war. But there was one secret his father, the king, had not yet revealed — the true power of the
Pathera.
Day by day, Leo's longing to unlock that hidden strength grew.
The royal court buzzed with anticipation. Today, Prince Leo would face his final trial — a duel
against the kingdom's greatest generals. It was a test of skill, courage, and heart. No magic, no
shortcuts — just man against man.
The great stadium filled with roaring crowds. The first challenger stepped forward — General
Tigris, a tiger warrior with eyes sharp as daggers and a blade as fierce as his spirit. Their swords
clashed with thunderous clangs as Leo dodged and countered, sweat stinging his eyes.
One by one, the generals challenged him. Aleron, master of the archers, unleashed a storm of
arrows that Leo danced through with grace. Brutus, the mighty horned warrior, thundered his
charge, only to be tripped by Leo's quick wit. Kong, the towering gorilla, swung heavy fists, metby Leo's nimble strikes. And last, Seraphis, the sly serpent, lunged with a dagger, forcing Leo to
match every move with unyielding focus.
The duel was brutal and exhausting. Leo's sword shattered, his body ached, but his will would
not break. With a final burst of strength, he disarmed Tigris and stood victorious.
As the crowd erupted in cheers, Leo stepped away from the battlefield, breath heavy but heart
steady. It was then he noticed her — a quiet figure standing apart from the crowd.
Amara, daughter of General Tigris.
Unlike the warriors who wielded swords and shields, she was a gentle soul, raised with love and
care after the loss of her mother. She wasn't a fighter, but her eyes held a strength all their own.
Leo approached her, curiosity softening his fierce pride.
"Amara," he said, "I've heard much about you."
She smiled shyly. "And I, about you, Prince Leo. You fought bravely."
Their eyes met, and in that silent exchange, a new chapter began — a bond born not from battle,
but from understanding.
The path ahead was uncertain. Leo's secret legacy awaited him, and Amara's quiet strength
would be a beacon in the storms to come. Together, their stories were only beginning.