All Chapters of THE CHOSEN ONE (Reunion): Chapter 81
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THE BEGINNING OF GREAT COLLAPSE
MICAPUSThe city of Micapus was drowning in chaos. Smoke rose in thick black columns from burning streets. The palace grounds were no longer sacred—they were a battlefield soaked in blood and silence broken only by screams.Marcelos’ armies moved through the city like a living plague. Steel flashed. Fire spread. And wherever they passed, nothing remained standing.Bodies of guards, soldiers, and light-army defenders littered the ground. Some still smoldered. Others were being dragged away. And in the worst corners of the city, Garrlys and Orgmus fed without restraint—monstrous shapes tearing through flesh as if it were nothing more than cloth.Inside the palace of Micapus, Lilia stood by a tall arched window. Her hands pressed lightly against the cold stone frame as she looked down at the destruction unfolding below.Her face did not match the chaos outside. But her eyes did. They followed every movement—every scream, every fall, every final breath.And then came a voice. Not outside.
ESCAPE FROM DARKNESS
MICAPUSThe battlefield had become a nightmare of blood, fire, screams, and collapsing formations.Prince Mike, Prince Redrick, the wizards, and the remaining soldiers had originally planned to hold their ground for as long as possible so the physicians and nurses could escape safely with the civilians.But the moment they truly engaged the Dark Druids, everything changed.Reality struck them with terrifying clarity. If they continued fighting much longer… they would all die.The battlefield stretched across the broken valley beneath the darkened sky as corpses littered the earth. The sounds of steel clashing against steel echoed endlessly while monstrous roars shook the ground itself.The Orges charged like beasts unleashed from hell. Their four arms moved with horrifying coordination.Two arms swung giant axes and curved blades while the remaining arms tore soldiers apart with raw physical force. One Orge grabbed a soldier by the throat using one hand while another arm drove a spea
THE CRYSTAL HUNT BEGINS
Inside the command tent, the air felt heavier than armor—thick with exhaustion, grief, and the faint tremble of uncertainty. Hawk remained seated at the table, his hands braced against its edge as if it were the only thing keeping him upright.Then he spoke again, voice low but cutting through the silence. He continued, “Running should have been the option we all chose.”A pause—long enough for the words to settle like ash.He went on, “If we had run, we wouldn’t have lost so many lives… only cities and palaces. Things that can be rebuilt. Not people. Not like this.”His eyes lifted slowly, scanning every face inside the tent.He continued, “We came here with two million soldiers and forty wizards… but now look at us. Three hundred soldiers remain. Seventeen wizards. And even among them, many are too broken to fight again.”His voice tightened, “If we had chosen to retreat earlier… many of them would still be alive. Now their lives are wasted.”A stunned silence followed.The weight o
DUEL OVER THE CRYSTAL
DOMITRUSRamsay stood alone in the sacred hall of Domitrus, the silence almost unnatural, pressing against the stone like a living weight.Before him hovered the Nature Crystal—radiating a quiet, ancient glow. He had already done the impossible. The barrier that had protected it for centuries… was gone. As if the world itself had momentarily lost the right to guard it.Ramsay’s eyes narrowed slightly as he studied the crystal, its energy pulsing in slow, rhythmic waves—like something alive, breathing beneath reality.Then— A presence entered. Soft footsteps echoed across the hall. A Marc walked in. No hesitation. No caution. Just absolute certainty in every step.Ramsay did not turn immediately. He already knew- Marcelos.The Marc advanced toward him, stopping just a few steps away.Its voice dropped into the ancient language, heavy with authority: “Master said you should bring over the crystal to him.”Ramsay finally turned his head slightly. He looked at the Marc for a moment… then
THE HEART THAT STILL REMEMBERS
Prince Kinsley, Redrick, and Mike, mounted on their horses, witnessed the chaos from a distance. They saw Hawk riding on Noah’s back in the sky—locked in a fierce clash with the phoenix.In the middle of the aerial struggle, Hawk struck hard. The impact forced the crystal loose from the rider’s grip. It slipped from his hand— And fell straight into the forest below.Without hesitation, Kinsley, Redrick, and Mike urged their horses forward, immediately chasing after the falling crystal into the nearby forest.---In the sky above the forest, the battle between Hawk and the phoenix raged violently.Meanwhile, on the ground below, Noah and Ramsay were engaged in a brutal fight that looked more like a war between sworn enemies than brothers.Steel clashed with steel. Magic collided with magic. Every movement carried the intent to kill.Yet Noah’s heart remained conflicted.Ramsay, however, showed no hesitation. His intent was clear—he wanted Noah dead.As the fight intensified, Noah began
HUNTED IN THE FOREST
While Prince Mike kept Ramsay occupied with conversation, Prince Redrick moved silently through the shadows, slipping from cover to cover as he carefully made his way toward the crystal. At the same time, Prince Kinsley advanced from another direction, crouching low behind rocks and twisted roots as he quietly closed the distance between himself and the group.Neither prince made a sound. Their movements were precise. Patient. Calculated.Meanwhile, Ramsay stood facing Prince Mike with his usual confidence. The former prince suddenly burst into laughter.Ramsay said mockingly, "I don't know what it is that always gives you confidence, Mike. But you are also incredibly dumb."He pointed at himself, adding, "You? As in you want to take me home?"Mike folded his arms. A small smile appeared on his face. He said, "Yes. And I will."Ramsay laughed again. His eyes narrowed. He said, "But you said you aren't here to fight me. Which makes me wonder... how exactly are you planning to take me h
ESCAPING MARCELOS AND HIS ARMIES
The princes and Hawk had only taken a step to run the other way when Bane breathe her flame at them. Upon seeing the flame, Hawk and the princes thought that was the end and they were going to become ashes as they all stopped looking at the flame coming toward them but Noah created a magical barrier with his magic that protect them from Bane's flame by shielding them. Seeing the barrier that protects Hawk and the princes from Bane's flame made Marcelos angry and he made Bane breathe a continuous flame upon the barrier thinking it will break the barrier. Noah holds the barrier still with all his strength even though he is still weak so they won't be burned alive. As the barrier protected them from Bane's flame, Hawk dropped Ramsay on the ground in front of Mike and said to the princes ''once the barrier is brought down I want you guys to take Ramsay and run as fast you can toward the cave, I will hold Marcelos and Bane''. ''What do you mean by we should run while you face Marcelos
STEP UP THE GAME
Everyone in the council hall was shocked and annoyed to hear princess Kylie said that then King Marcus said to his daughter ''how dare you speak such words''. Princess Camelia said to the council members ''what she said is right. None of you saw what we saw. You said Marcelos' armies are less powerful during the day but you are wrong. They are strong in the day, and if they can be so strong in the day as we saw then the night is going to be much worst''. Princess Kylie said to the council member ''the dark druids' skills surpass that of the light army soldiers. The Garrlys are very fast than what we heard and the movement of their tails is also very fast. The Gargoyles are also very good with their claws and wings. We watch Marcelos's armies slaughter the soldiers and wizards like they were animals that meant nothing. Marcelos' armies are fearsome armies we should all be scared of if you all are not''. Princess Camelia said to the council members ''Marcelos' armies are cruel tha
HE IS THE DEVIL
Noah and Ramsay stared at each other in the eyes then Noah (annoyed and unhappy) said out loud to Ramsay "tell me it is not true". Ramsay was confused upon hearing Noah and asked him " what is it that is not true?". ''Tell me that master and the other wizards were wrong about you" said Noah. Ramsay remembered, smiled, and said "oh about that. They said to father that I, wanting to kill everyone is my will and I don't see what is wrong with that. You all know me to be a servant of the devil and what is the job of a devil if it is not to kill? I find killing appealing and amazing, and anytime I kill it makes me one step closer to becoming like my master cause I admire him". Noah was shocked to hear Ramsay said that and said to him " you find killing appealing? This isn't you, Ramsay". "This is me, not just the old Ramsay you are all expecting and you should try killing you will see how fun it can get" said Ramsay with a smile. "Even if you now love killing why would you want the de
MARCELOS' PLAN
Noah and lord Emmanuel had gone through plenty of spell books and tried every spell they read about on Ramsay to bring back the old Ramsay but none of the spells worked, and Ramsay always laughed and tease Noah and lord Emmanuel. Noah and lord Emmanuel had just finished another spell on Ramsay who was sitting down on the ground while they stand but it didn't work, in the dungeon's cell. Seeing the spell didn't work made Noah angry and he threw the spell book on his hand against the wall in anger while Ramsay laughed at him. Lord Emmanuel said to Noah ''you shouldn't be frustrated. If this doesn't work another will. We aren't giving up until we get him back''. Ramsay stopped laughing and said to lord Emmanuel ''uncle, why are trying to give me hope when there is none? I can't change why can you guys understand that? No matter the number of spells you try or do I have to be willing to become the old me before it can work but I don't want to become the old me''. ''Why don't you want