Episode 24 – The Ring That Shouldn't Exist
The royal court was bustling with preparations for the diplomatic gathering. Representatives from various kingdoms had arrived—some in peace, some with hidden daggers behind smiles. Ayra walked past them all, her face calm but mind spinning with a thousand thoughts.
> "Do I have to attend another boring royal banquet?"
(She turned toward you again with a mischievous grin.)
"Author, if this episode doesn't include at least one explosion or dramatic plot twist, I'm rewriting it myself."
And then—Boom. Not a literal explosion, but close.
The boy Ayra had saved weeks ago—quiet, humble, always watching—was suddenly at the center of attention.
Because the man who just entered the palace hall was no ordinary traveler.
He was wearing robes etched with multiversal symbols—each one reserved for the most loyal knights of the Multiverse King.
His eyes scanned the room until they landed on the boy. And then, in a whisper only the universe could hear:
"The ring… it's him."
Ayra blinked. She looked at the boy's hand. A simple ring, gold with a black stone.
But the man dropped to one knee immediately.
> "My Prince… we've finally found you. The heir of the Multiverse King lives."
Gasps rippled through the crowd. The boy took a step back, confused and scared. "What are you talking about? I-I don't know you."
The man looked up, eyes watering. "You were lost to us because of betrayal. Your own family tried to erase you. But that ring—only one exists. Forged in the flames of the first realm, blessed by the will of the Creator. It cannot lie."
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Ayra stood still. Something deep inside her clicked. She remembered how easily the boy had survived that killer's strike. The strange energy she couldn't fully read.
> "So… I'm not the only one with a royal mess of a past."
She placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. "Looks like you're not just my sidekick anymore."
He looked up, fear still in his eyes. "Then… who am I?"
Ayra smirked. "Guess we're both figuring that out."
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Meanwhile, in the shadows
A council member from the Universal Organization watched the scene through a mirror. Another whispered beside him, "What do we do now?"
He replied coldly, "They weren't supposed to meet yet. The timelines are shifting too fast. The Exiled Princess and the Lost Prince… If they unite fully before we intervene…"
A third voice, deeper, replied from darkness:
> "Then the omniverse will bow to them—or burn."
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