A Throne Built On Lies
Truth is a privilege of the gods--not a right.
Caelion Vireth was a Spellbreaker of the divine, who would open deadly curses and bring the will of the gods. When his head started splitting up and his body broke down, the gods referred to it as a flaw.
It was a disgrace, said his father.
Betrayed and executed by the one he trusted most, Caelion should have died.
Rather, he finds himself in the body of Vaelthar Noctryn- the tabooed God of Deceit, who is lord of the underworld.
Caelion hides under a curse that ties him to the shadows, and masquerades as a young messenger back to the court of the gods. However, his lie has its price--once the moonlight touches him his secret will be known, and this time he will be dead forever.
In his quest to unravel the truth about his execution, Caelion starts to unravel the truth as he travels through the gods who condemned him. He finds out something much worse than betrayal.
He was never meant to die.
He was to climb up.
And the one who commissioned his death was never his father.
Caelion, with the truth hidden in the lies and the court working against him, embarks on the quest to reveal the gods, at all cost. But in a world where one builds on falsehoods, even justice is punishable.
In order to possess the truth, he must perhaps turn into the thing they were so afraid of.
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Chapter: The Truth Begins.Caelion didn’t move for a moment after the file opened. Ascension Candidate: Caelion Vireth.He read it again.Slowly. Carefully.Ensuring that there was no error.“O, there it is,” said Caelion to himself.He moved up to the floating record and put up his hand. The seal was already broken. The contents responded to him easily now.“Shew me all,” Caelion said.The record expanded. More lines appeared. More details. Structured. Official. Impossible to deny.Candidate Status: ApprovedTier of Ascension: Complete Knowledge Integration.Status: Council Majority Waiting Final Confirmation.The eyes of Caelion contracted a little.Complete knowledge, he whisper said.He had heard what that was all about. Everything. No restrictions. No sealed records. No hidden truths. He kept reading.Evaluation Summary:Subject indicates outstanding congruence with Godly absorption levels.Mental resilience: HighStability in power: Operated in extreme conditions.Exposure tolerance: Over acceptable limi
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Chapter: The Lie of His Death.Caelion didn’t ignore the message. He read it once. Then again.“You’re getting too close to the edge..moonlight boy.”He dropped the scroll down.“Who sent this?” Caelion asked.No answer came. The shadows were motionless. The spirits of the underworld were not presented. There was something which that silence told him. Whoever was the sender was not bound to this realm.Caelion set his face somewhat harder. “Then you’re somewhere above.”He sealed up the scroll. Squeezed it with his hand.It melted away to nothing.“Good,” he muttered. “That makes this easier.”The following time he entered the heavenly kingdom, he did not waste time. Lioren Thale was a purposeful walker. No hesitation. No wandering.Straight to the archive sector. Having someone watching him, he already knew that he was digging. It was no use denying it.The halls of the archives were noisier than the rest of the palace. Fewer messengers. More restrictions. There were two guards in front of the main record chamber
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Chapter: Messages That Shouldn’t Exist.Next time Caelion was not hesitant.When the pull set him free of the underworld, he came back in his messenger incarnation--Lioren Thale--standing again in the heavenly world.This time he was prepared.He fiddled with his sleeves, and brought himself under control by breathing in and out, as he passed into the lower corridors.“Control oneself, “Caelion said to himself. “No mistakes.”The recollection of the moonlight caressing his skin was still fresh. The pain. The shift.He would never allow it to recur.A train of messengers came by him, with closed scrolls.One of them spoke. “Relay station is congested to-day. Council insists upon more circulation.”Another added, “Something about yesterday report.Caelion slowed slightly.Good.That was a shift in attention already.He walked towards the relay chamber.There was a lot of traffic in the message hall.The scrolls were floating in the air and were sorted and redirected by some divine markers. Messengers went to and fro, taking u
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Chapter: The First Step Back.It was not an easy transition. The next moment Caelion was in the throne hall of the underworld. The air changed next--and he was in a different place.Colder. Lighter. Controlled. He didn’t move immediately. His body was different once more not like the underworld form, not like his own, either. Something in between. Stable, but fragile.The voice of Nysera was faintly echoed in his mind. Temporary.His eyes were opened by Caelion. He was in the entrance of a broad passage. The celestial realm. He knew it at a glance. White same stone walls. Same radiant lines cut in the floor. Same silent buzz of God-like vitality in all.Something seemed amiss. Not the place. Him. Caelion looked down on his hands. Smaller. Lighter. No fractures. No dark veins.Lioren Thale.The disguise held. For now. He exhaled slowly. “Stay focused.”Two inferior messengers of the gods hurried past him. One of them looked at him a moment. “You’re late.”Caelion didn’t react immediately.The second messenger follo
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Chapter: The Demoness Deal.Caelion had abandoned his attempts to depart. Not that he was contented with it. Since the underworld had shown that it would not happen again should he attempt to do so.His arm was still burning. They were dark and alive and were sitting beneath his skin like a warning. Whenever he went too near the side of the throne hall, they throbbed a little.So he stayed. But to remain was not to give up.Caelion was standing close to the steps of the throne at the bottom, and was observing how the shadows were moving on the ground. Now they followed him. Not closely—but constantly.“You respond to “me, Caelion said.The shadows shifted a little.Not random.Responsive.“you obey me, “he said.This time there was no voice to answer him. But he felt it. The connection. Unwanted. Unfamiliar.bReal.Caelion exhaled slowly. “Then listen carefully.”He stepped forward.“I need a way out.”Silence. Then one of the spirits of the underworld took shape close to the hall.“You already tried to leave, “t
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Chapter: The Cage of a God.Caelion was long seated in the throne hall of the underworld. The voices had now died away. The shadows did not call him by his name.But the silence didn’t feel safe.Waiting was like waiting.Caelion turned his head slowly out of the throne.“I must get out of this place, “he thought to himself.He didn’t know who he was talking to.Maybe himself.Maybe the place.He started walking. The hall responded instantly. There was movement in the shadows on the floor, which did not stop him, but followed him. Caelion turned a blind eye and continued.“I am not staying here, “he said more decisively.He got to the verge of the hall where the darkness was as thick as a wall. No door was in sight. But he was able to feel it--an exit outside it.He raised his hand.“No more deceptions, “he said to himself. “Open.”The instant his force was given impulse, the whole space answered.The shadows surged. Not attacking. Restraining. They went round his arm as he moved and pulled him back.Caelion stumbled
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