THE BLOOM OF THE UNKNOWN

On the planet Orengatua, a calm evening with twin moons and a wind rustling through flower fields. After their daily labor, people from different flower clans are heading back to their camps. Calm harmony. "Something starts to change in a world where bloodlines bind destinies, flowers define fate, and each petal holds power."

Cut to Group D's ruined fortress, a half-buried relic, fading into the sands of time.

OMIEKA a 7-year-old black boy, sits in silence, by a field of glowing flowers. He plays with a torn shirt sleeve tied around his wrist, as a remnant of his long-forgotten father, from the mysterious Group D.

OMIEKA(whispers):

"You were one of them weren't you? The protectors. But you never returned..."

As Omieka strolls deeper into a grove saturated in mist, he notices a dancing light orb and tumbles toward it, colliding with a strange glowing blue flower.

The flower hums. The air shifts.

Hunger pulls him from his thoughts, so he gently picks it up. Not knowing its origin, he eats it.

Silence.

Then- time slows. Wind hangs motionless. Trees pause mid-sway on this sunny day.

Elsewhere in the village, screams cascade up. A gigantic Beast of Orengatua claws its way out of the underground, uprooting trees. A shadowy mist follows, pouring into the village on the frantic feet of Villagers running for their lives.

People from Group B - Orengatsu burst into the frame but seem too far.

Then-an invisible force slams into the beast.

It gets charged out of the air...but no one sees who's to blame.

The villagers gather quietly. They survey each other.

Random Elder (stunned):

"What... what just happened? That wasn't a beast technique..."

The Blue Draconic Flower's aura flares over the top of the hill and fades into invisibility.

Omeka falls, dazed and aghast. His eyes glimmer an opaque blue color. Omeka hears

whispering. Fragments of Group D's past flashing into view.

His hand shakes.

Omeka (in shock):

"W-what did I eat...? What is happening to me...?"

The screen throbs again and fades to white.

Omeka awakens in the healer's hut. An elder with a woman kindness and a handful of children are taking care of him. They do not know what happened.

Meanwhile outside - flower scouts from different groups start investigating the shift in the earth and traces of energy.

Group A Leader (in the shadows):

"The Blue Draconic...someone has used it."

Group B Tracker:

"We must find out who before it is too late."

Omeka is quietly listening behind the door.

The village commemorates their survival with a lantern festival. Children run wild wearing paper masks. Omeka smiles for the first time, receiving a little flower bracelet from a girl.

> Girl:

"You are lucky. you came back from the mist!"

The OST is calming and sweet, while fireflies twirl about.

Omeka is now sitting on the same hill as the beginning.

He gazes at the moon with bewilderment.

A distant dragon silhouette crosses the sky. No one else can see it.

Mysterious voice (from the darkness):

"He has returned... The flower has chosen."

End Song plays.

In a post credit scene, a flowerbook in a far away temple is opened. One of its pages flutters to reveal and ancient prophecy.

The screen fades back to Omeka, still kneeling on the ground, holding the blue flower in his hands. His eyes are wide with disbelief as the blooming petals swirl around him in the soft light of the evening. The air crackles with energy, his heartbeat quickening as he realizes something has changed, but he doesn't know what.

.."Magnetic force emerges from the flower, moving outwards to create a radial bubble around him that consumes everything."

The draconic flower acts as a focal point and continues to produce vast amounts of power. A piece from the flower converges into an orb and stays within a limited training boundary, and captures and accelerates the share of Anurag energy into the third dimension.

"This layer of energy begins to siphon the Anurag into the molecular structure of the earth, pulling in the surrounding particle mass into the apex of the bubble - this also continues to absorb the power of the blue draconic flower, inducing ultimate fury can compel a serious emotion, an exasperated and draining three dimensional miracle."

The give and take of the residual energy he bore only leaves behind the bigger shells of the gas as it transforms remaining fragments in some solar level away from us.

"Scrutinized by our very own discretion can be notable when having great access to chemical wavelengths, I can only imagine how pleasurable it can be running things in a more involved but less efficient rhythm."

It is a mess of quantity, the weight travels a fine horizon to horizon dimension which spirals the outcome, like how one wave can greet another without no physical depth and creating three waves that resonance through initiation without elevation on the plane.

Omeka looks up, his expression full of confusion and fear. "What is this power? Why... why did it do this?"

The figure remains silent, eyes narrowed in contemplation. He looks around the destroyed landscape, his face hardening with a mix of concern and authority.

"Because of that flower, you're no longer just an ordinary child. But more importantly..." The figure steps forward, his eyes locking with Omeka's. "You're now a part of something much larger than yourself."

Omeka is stunned, unable to process the weight of the words. The world seems to tilt around him as the energy inside him begins to calm, though he still feels it, lingering deep inside.

The camera focuses on the blue draconic flower in Omeka's hand. The petals begin to glow softly again, as if responding to his emotions, flickering like a faint heartbeat.

In the background, a faint hum of a distant mechanical sound is heard. Omeka doesn't notice it at first, but it grows louder, and suddenly, he's pulled out of his thoughts as the ground shakes again.

Omeka's eyes widen in realization. Something is approaching. The figure seems almost too calm, watching the surroundings as if expecting it.

"There's no time to waste, Omeka," the figure warns. "You've drawn attention. The others will come soon, and you'll need to learn to control that power before it controls you."

Omeka slowly stands up, the blue flower still glowing in his palm. His body feels heavy, but there's an undeniable surge of power coursing through him now.

"Who... are 'the others'?" Omeka asks, his voice filled with a mix of dread and curiosity.

Before the figure can answer, a low, guttural growl fills the air. The ground shakes violently. Omeka looks around, and through the trees, something enormous begins to approach.

The camera shifts to reveal the outline of a massive beast, its form distorted by the approaching chaos. The figure steps in front of Omeka, placing a protective hand on his shoulder.

"Stay back," he commands. "This is not your fight yet."

But Omeka isn't listening. His body trembles, not with fear, but with the unrelenting pull of the power inside him. He steps forward, his eyes locked on the creature.

The creature roars, and the world around them seems to explode in a burst of chaos.

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