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In a city covered in neon lights a lone warrior named Velion Crest walks through the silent streets His shadow stretches long behind him as the wind whispers secrets of danger ahead People fear the night but Velion moves like he was born from the darkness itself He carries within him the power of fire thunder and ancient dragons When trouble rises Velion answers without hesitation One night a great silver beast descends from the sky spreading fear across the city The ground shakes the air trembles and the lights flicker like fading stars Velion steps forward his eyes glowing with unbroken resolve The crowd watches from afar as he faces the beast alone Energy flows through him like roaring storms and blazing flames With one mighty surge he leaps into the sky and strikes with all his power The beast falls the city breathes again and the people whisper the name Velion Crest with awe But Velion does not stay for praise He walks onward into the night ready for the next danger that awaits