Boonie Bears: Another World Fantasy

The jumbled data surged through Sharp's body like a tidal wave, his skin gradually losing its color, turning his entire being a deathly gray-white. In this ethereal mental space, he slowly plummeted like a falling leaf.

"Yeah, all I need to do now is descend... then I can finally get some rest," Sharp thought.

There was no noise here, no sharp stares from outsiders. He was all alone.

Lefie was gone, Naya was gone, and there was nothing left connected to that world. Sharp felt incredibly relieved, yet at the same time, he wanted to escape.

At this moment, Sharp was enjoying the tranquility and cherished this moment.

“But I can’t really let go, even though I know it’s all fake… I won’t do it, and neither will my sister,” Sharp thought to himself.

But... is it impossible for me to go back?

The feeling was getting worse and worse. It was like drowning, his whole body submerged in water, surrounded by endless darkness. He couldn't struggle, he could only drift with the current, but he wasn't afraid; instead, he felt an inexplicable sense of comfort.

No, I want to go back.

People need me... Zhao Lin, Abu, and the others are still waiting for me.

Sharp shook his arm, but he was still entangled in the tether and unable to move.

I can't let them down again—

……

Cold raindrops fell on him, the chill seeping into his skin through his clothes. The rain soaked his hair and clothes, but Sharp felt no cold at all. The thick, damp air enveloped him tightly.

A ghostly darkness silently cracked open, and a faint light shone through, illuminating a corner of the darkness.

Suddenly, a strong and powerful hand reached out, grabbed his collar, and forcefully pulled him out of the dark abyss.

“I want to go back…” Sharp murmured to himself.

Those he cherished must not be harmed anymore. This resolve burned like a flame, deeply imprinted on his heart.

In his heart, this became an obsession, an unshakable belief.

As he made his vow, a deafening roar suddenly erupted from the sky above the stage, the deafening sound echoing throughout the space.

The golden flames blazed fiercely, the scorching tongues of fire licking the air, instantly burning through the silk threads binding him.

The fire intensified, and the pile of dolls was set ablaze, turning into a sea of ​​flames.

Amidst the endless flames, a woman clad in knight's armor turned around in the inferno. She stood back-to-back with Sharp in the center of the stage.

"Impossible...this is impossible..."

The moment he saw it was that person, Lefebvre's face contorted, his expression becoming somewhat morbid, and he muttered to himself. Although he had tried his best to conceal the immense shock he was experiencing, Lefebvre could only watch helplessly as it all unfolded.

"Are you ready, outsider?" At this moment, Mavia, the first knight of the Deer Clan, spoke. Her voice seemed to pierce directly into one's soul. Her long hair billowed like banners, intertwining with the raging flames to create a magnificent sight. The crimson cloak hanging from the back of her armor fluttered in the wind, rustling and radiating an aura of sacred inviolability.

Although this was their first meeting, Sharp could already sense the bottomless fighting spirit deep within her.

"You are... Mavia?" When he said Mavia's name, she didn't show much surprise or astonishment. Instead, she smiled gently.

"A foreigner who can resonate with the Golden Deer Antlers? Quite novel." She brandished her greatsword, the hilt opening like a flower petal. Her piercing gaze swept towards Lefie, exuding a powerful aura. "At least, I've never seen anything like it before."

"Lady Mavia!" Naya's face was filled with astonishment, her lips moving as if she had witnessed the most unbelievable thing in the world. Her legs went weak, and she almost knelt down.

This First Knight was indeed as her people had described, like a towering mountain, giving off an aura of unshakeable strength. She slowly opened her eyes and said, "I felt the call of my people, and with the power of the golden antlers, I have temporarily descended here."

Naya gazed at the legendary figure before her, her heart filled with mixed emotions. Recalling the hardships her tribe had endured over the past century, her nose tingled, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears. The bullying, oppression, and the pain of losing loved ones that she had suffered... overwhelmed her with emotion. Tears streamed down her cheeks, dripping onto the cold ground, splashing up into crystal-clear droplets.

"Don't be sad, child," Mavia whispered, gently wiping away Naya's tears, just as a mother would comfort a wounded child.

"Life is unpredictable, and the world is full of uncertainties. No nation can prosper forever." After saying this, she stepped forward and stood firmly in front of Sharp and Naya, protecting them like a shield.

"However, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, we must never give up." Her gaze fixed resolutely on the distance, she continued, "Even if the road ahead is treacherous and difficult, I will do everything in my power to protect you and accompany you through this arduous journey."

"Hmph, still so self-righteous, Lady Mavia." Anar Lefebvre, already exasperated, interrupted the conversation; this contest had completely ignited her fierce competitive spirit. "Silver robes, golden armor... the shield of the deer... that's why I hate you Templar Knights so much."

The pitch-black curtains surrounding the stage collapsed without warning, revealing a chaotic scene to everyone! The previously shattered and unrecognizable puppets, as if drawn by a powerful magnetic force, rushed toward the giant puppeteer at an astonishing speed and quickly merged with him.

Just then, Mavia reached out and gently placed her palm on Sharp's back. Instantly, a surge of powerful energy flowed into Sharp's body. Naya followed Mavia's example, transferring all the remaining energy within her to Sharp.

"This is your spiritual world, you outsider, you must master this powerful force..." Mavia's voice seemed to come from the distant heavens, "In doing so, you will be invincible!"

Before the words were even finished, towering flames shot into the sky like fire dragons ascending to heaven, their power immense. Surprisingly, Sharp, amidst this sea of ​​fire, moved with incredible ease, as if in his own water, without suffering the slightest injury. In fact, Mavia's knight's armor miraculously reformed onto Sharp's body.

The surface of his pristine white armor, hardened by the intense heat of the flames, became even more resilient. Sharp raised his arms high, gripping the knight's greatsword—Bloodsword—that had severed the spines of countless enemies, and stood majestically before Lefie, his posture as upright as a pine tree, towering and unyielding, radiating unparalleled dominance and grandeur!

"This innocence is so captivating—"

“I hope it stays,”

"A perfect moment, please pause here,"

"Now is the time when I need you,"

"I will cherish this feeling forever,"

"Don't let it slip away from you..."

The once indestructible threads now resembled dying earthworms, snapping into countless strands under the blood-stained blade. Sharp roared, transforming into a blazing meteor that descended from the sky, burning through the last barrier that Lefie had desperately built, heading straight for the puppeteer.

"This world may have nothing to do with me, but it is full of people with love and dreams,"

"I see them fighting for it, doing everything in their power to change this terrible world,"

Lefebvre manipulated the puppeteer, trying to regain control of the heavily armed Sharp, but the two were no longer on the same level.

"I wanted to give up countless times, but the people around me helped me up one by one."

"So, I want to witness that moment with them,"

"This prairie fire will burn away the long night,"

"To usher in a new era of light."

A resolute glint flashed in Sharp's eyes as he swung the Bloodstained Blade violently, slashing it down towards the puppeteer's massive body. A deafening crash followed as Sharp cleanly severed the puppeteer's mountain-like form in half!

With this earth-shattering blow, endless lava and molten lava flew everywhere. The puppeteer's shattered body instantly exploded, turning into countless fragments that scattered in all directions. By this time, Lefie was already exhausted and could no longer withstand the immense power of Sharp. She stood there defenselessly, her entire body completely exposed to the surging pillar of fire.

As the stage collapsed with a deafening roar, the previously illusory mental realm also began to crumble. Amidst this chaos, Sharp, like a phoenix rising from the ashes, underwent an astonishing transformation. He broke through his limits and ushered in his own unique peak.

“I lost… but I refuse to accept my fate!” In her final moments, Anar Lefebvre gritted her teeth and refused to yield. Her beautiful eyes were filled with fervor as she shouted, “You people will never understand why I grovel before others! Everything I have done is to ascend to the supreme throne in my own unique way and earn everyone’s respect!!” Until this moment, the last high priestess of the Deer Clan remained steadfast in her inner beliefs, guarding her dignity in her own distinctive manner.

The endless flames engulfed Lefie, as well as Sharp and everything in the illusion.

Quietly, the world also ushered in the dawn.