📖✨ Festival of Light Announcement ✨📖

On this radiant occasion of the Festival of Light, a new story is set to shine its brilliance upon the world…

🌟 “The Great Author” 🌟

A journey where imagination becomes power, and words illuminate the path of destiny. As the lanterns rise to the sky, so too will this tale kindle hearts, inspire dreams, and guide readers into realms unknown.

Let the lights of the festival mark the dawn of a new legend—

the beginning of The Great Author.

Present – Marinth Bay City, Skylight Venue

The Skylight Venue buzzed with energy. Fans packed the hall, eager to meet their idol, Lucian Throne, a young and handsome writer of twenty-one. He sat gracefully in his chair, signing autographs and posing for selfies, the picture of poise and charm. The crowd cheered with every smile. The Journey of Lucian Throne, from today upto has been challenging -- feeling grateful in his heart remembering his precious people for him.

As Lucian moved from fan to fan, his mind drifted to memories of a simpler time—the childhood days at the Aurora Youth Center, where his earliest dreams began to take shape.

Flashback – At Night

The orphanage room was quiet except for the soft scratch of pen on paper. Jimu Ralts, one of the children sharing the room with Lucian, noticed his friend’s careful movements. The two had grown close over the years, their bond strengthened by laughter, small mischiefs, and shared stories.

Jimu: “Lucian!! What are you doing?”

Lucian: “Nothing… just random things. Go to sleep, it’s pretty late.”

Jimu (yawning): “Then… good night.”

Lucian gently closed his notebook and set it on the table beside him, sighing softly.

Lucian (murmuring to himself): “It must feel wonderful… living with parents. Only if it could become true.”

Soon, the room fell silent as Lucian drifted into dreams of families and lives he longed to imagine.

Flashback – Next Morning

Morning sunlight filtered into the dining hall. Lucian sat quietly, absorbed in his notebook, while Jimu ate breakfast nearby, humming softly. Lily Aurora, the warm-hearted owner of the youth center, entered and noticed Lucian writing with focused determination.

Lily (smiling warmly): “Lucian! What are you writing… can I see that?”

Lucian: “Here.”

Lily carefully opened the notebook. Her eyes widened in astonishment. The story was vivid, detailed, and emotionally mature—far beyond what a seven-year-old could normally produce.

Lily (surprised): “Lucian… did you really write this yourself?”

Lucian: “Yes, I wrote everything.”

Her thoughts raced as she examined the pages. Lucian… his thoughts don’t seem like normal children. It is remarkable how clearly he describes events and emotions.

Lucian: “Lily sister!… sister, is something wrong?”

Lily (smiling, regaining composure): “Ha! No, nothing’s wrong. You wrote this beautifully. Good job, Luce.”

Just then, Jimu came running, eager to see the story.

Jimu: “Well, I don’t understand much, but if sister is praising it, then it must be wonderful! Hehe.”

Lucian smiled at his friend’s honesty.

Lily(Soft smile):"I know every children here will achieve his/her ambition and goal. You will too."

Jimu: “In the future, let’s be rich. You become famous Author and I --Jimu Ralts will become the richest businessman. Hehe!”

Lucian: “Haha, okay, together.”

Jimu: “Hm… together.”

Lily (clearing her throat): “Hm! I’m sure one day you will become the great author.”

Lucian looked at Lily with love and respect. She was like an older sister to him, and all the children at the orphanage shared the same admiration. Lily Aurora had inherited the Aurora Youth Center from her late mother, dedicating her life to helping children like Lucian and Jimu find hope, joy, and a sense of belonging.

Ten Years Later

Lucian Throne, now seventeen, had already become the youngest successful author, admired around the world for his stories and unique perspective. Every word he wrote carried the depth of someone who had seen life through both hardship and imagination.

In the quiet sanctuary of his White Wings Villa, Lucian leaned back in his chair with a sigh.

Lucian: “Ahh~ so tired. Inspiration -inspiration--where do I get inspiration for story.”

He gently stuck his latest notes into his notebook, pausing for a moment.

Lucian: “I guess… tomorrow maybe I will go see sister Lily.”

The phone rang.

Lucian: “Jimu! Speak, hurry… maybe tomorrow… here!?… okay. No, how can I forget that… I have already prepared… hm.”

He hung up, shaking his head.

Next Day

The sun was bright over Marinth Bay City. Jimu Ralts, now a successful businessman, approached Lucian.

Jimu: “Lucy!! Hey.”

Lucian stopped him with a hand.

Lucian: “I have told you not to call me by that name, don’t you understand?”

Jimu: “C’mon, even sister Lily calls you Lucy. Why can’t I?”

Lucian: “Because I said so. Now get on the car.”

The phone rang again.

Lucian: “Nyra! Yes, I am on my way to see sister Lily, so it may be late. Sorry, I can’t keep you company today… ok, bye.”

Nyra is Lucian’s girlfriend. She had a gentle presence that had caught his attention one day while he sat alone in the park, lost in thought about new stories.

Jimu: “You got a nice girlfriend, but she’s slightly older, don’t you think? How long has it been—two weeks? Maybe three? Do you guys always hang out together!?”

Lucian: “Noisy.”

Jimu (laughing): “Hehe! I won’t ask more. Hey, look at this. Do you know him?”

Jimu showed a video of a famous CEO being interviewed.

Lucian: “Yeah, everybody knows him. CEO of the famous brand CTK, Rowan Showen. It’s been a few years, and he’s climbing fast in the industry. Then… what about him?”

Jimu: “They are launching a new product. Wanna go check it out? Maybe your girlfriend might like it.”

Lucian: “I still don’t know her preference… maybe let’s see.”

Arrived at Aurora Youth Center

When Lucian and Jimu arrived at the Aurora Youth Center, the familiar halls were alive with activity. Staff and children were busy decorating the rooms.

Hima: “Lucian!! Jimu!!”

Hima, Lily’s most trusted assistant—more like a sister—greeted them warmly.

Jimu: “Sister Hima, how are you?”

Hima: “Haven’t seen you for a few years. This time you came personally—the sun rises from the west today, huh!”

Jimu (awkward laugh): “Hahaha!! How can it be, Sister? We’re just… a little—haha.”

Lucian: “We were just occupied by work, Sister. We have never forgotten you.”

Hima (smirking): “Good, because your sister Lily gives killing eyes every year. Only your gifts arrive, no one comes, and your taste… who sends a princess dress to an adult woman ,moreover so shining and vibrant colour like a little girl you know?”

Jimu: “I thought Sister Lily would like it, so…”

Hima flicked at Lucian.

Hima: “Your gifts are not better either. Don’t send flashy things; you know she doesn’t like them.”

Lucian’s eyes searched for Lily.

Lucian: “I’ll keep that in mind. So… where is Sister Lily?”

Hima explained that Lily was finishing some personal matters at home—related to her sister’s refusal to marry despite being about thirty—and would join them shortly. She then introduced Lucian and Jimu to the children as older brothers, and the two quickly bonded, helping decorate the walls.

Evening – 7pm->Lily Arrives.