All Chapters of Shadows of the crown : Chapter 51
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Chapter 51: Into the Abyss
Darkness surrounded Evans, an oppressive void that pressed against his chest and filled his lungs with icy dread. He couldn’t see, couldn’t move, but faint whispers curled around him like snakes. The words were unintelligible, but their intent was clear: malice.“Evans…” A voice, familiar yet distorted, echoed through the void.“Who’s there?” he called, struggling to find his footing in the nothingness.A figure emerged, cloaked in shadow and writhing mist. Its form shifted constantly, sometimes resembling his father, other times his mother, before settling into his own reflection.“You cannot win this fight,” the shadow sneered, its voice dripping with contempt. “The relics will consume you, just as they consumed those before you. Turn back while you still can.”Evans gritted his teeth. “I won’t give in to fear. If you think I’ll abandon my kingdom, you don’t know me at all.”The shadow’s laughter was cold and hollow. “Bravery w
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Chapter 52: The Gathering Storm
The ride back to the castle was quiet, the weight of the mirror’s ominous warning hanging heavily over the group. Evans replayed the words in his mind: “Seven relics… seven trials… the curse cannot be undone.” They had defeated the abomination at the shrine, but the battle had left more questions than answers.As they approached the castle gates, the sight of the kingdom’s banners fluttering in the evening breeze brought Evans a momentary sense of solace. Yet he couldn’t ignore the unease gnawing at him. If there were more relics like the mirror, then the kingdom’s troubles were far from over.The council chamber was bustling with activity when Evans entered, the tension palpable. Lady Seraphine rose from her seat, her expression a mixture of relief and concern.“Your Majesty,” she said, her voice steady despite the undercurrent of worry. “We heard about the shrine. Is it true? Another relic?”Evans placed the obsidian mirror on the table, its dar
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Chapter 53: Into the Arid Wastes
The morning sun painted the horizon in hues of gold and crimson as Evans and his companions departed the castle. Their steeds galloped across the plains, carrying them toward the desolate Arid Wastes. The group’s resolve was unshaken, but the weight of their mission bore down heavily on their shoulders. Each of them knew that this journey would push them to their limits—and perhaps beyond.Miriam rode beside Evans, the obsidian mirror wrapped securely in a cloth and fastened to her saddle. Its ominous hum was faint but ever-present, a reminder of the trials yet to come.“The Wastes are unlike any place we’ve ventured before,” Miriam warned. “The heat, the terrain, the creatures… It’s as if the land itself conspires against those who dare to traverse it.”Evans nodded, his gaze fixed ahead. “We’ve faced worse. Whatever lies in the Wastes, we’ll face it together.”Amara rode up, her daggers gleaming in the morning light. “You say that now, but let’s
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Chapter 54: The Arch of Forgotten Trials
The first light of dawn spilled across the dunes, casting long shadows that stretched toward the ominous stone arch in the distance. Evans and his companions had packed their camp quickly, driven by a shared urgency. The oppressive silence of the Wastes seemed to hum with unseen energy, and each step toward the arch felt heavier than the last. As they approached, the arch’s true scale became evident. It was colossal, its stone surface etched with intricate runes that glowed faintly. A strange, pulsating energy radiated from it, making the air thick and almost suffocating. Miriam slowed her horse, her gaze fixed on the structure. “This isn’t just an arch,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “It’s a gateway… and something on the other side is watching us.” Amara’s hand instinctively went to her daggers. “If something’s waiting for us, we should be ready to strike first.” “No,” Evans said firmly, dismounting his horse
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Chapter 55: The Shadow Within
The journey back to the surface was silent, the air thick with unspoken thoughts. Evans led the group, his sword still faintly glowing from the energy of the shattered relic. Amara and Lorian followed closely, their eyes scanning the dim tunnel for any sign of danger. Miriam, at the rear, gripped her staff tightly, her mind turning over the ominous warning from the arch.Each step they took echoed ominously, the sound amplified by the narrow stone walls. When they finally emerged from the tunnel into the pale light of the Wastes, it felt as if they had left more than just the relic behind.“We should rest,” Amara said, breaking the silence. “We’ve been pushing ourselves nonstop. Exhaustion will get us killed.”“She’s right,” Miriam added. “The next trial will demand even more from us. We need to be prepared.”Evans nodded reluctantly. “We’ll set up camp just over that ridge. But stay vigilant. The serpent wasn’t the only thing guarding that relic.
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Chapter 56: Echoes of Deception
The group trudged through the barren expanse, the oppressive silence weighing heavily on them. The shard in Miriam's hands pulsed with a faint rhythm, like a heartbeat, casting an eerie glow on their path. Each pulse seemed to synchronize with the pounding in Evans's chest—a mix of anticipation and dread.Amara broke the silence. “That vision… the temple, the Herald… it felt too real. What if it wasn’t just a warning?”“Then we treat it as a promise,” Evans replied, his tone firm. “We’re getting closer to the truth. Whatever lies ahead, we face it together.”Miriam nodded but remained quiet. The shard had whispered something to her during the vision—something she hadn’t shared yet. She feared its implications but knew the group couldn’t afford another layer of doubt.By mid-afternoon, they arrived at a fork in the path. To the left, a dense forest loomed, its trees gnarled and shadowed. To the right, a canyon stretched out, its jagged cliffs glowi
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Chapter 57: The Price of Unity
The air was thick with tension. Amara and Lorian stared at the chasm below the glowing monolith, its swirling energy emitting an ominous hum. The ancient words on the monolith’s surface shifted again, glowing brighter.“‘To claim the relic, one must pay the price,’” Amara repeated, her voice barely a whisper. “But it doesn’t say what the price is.”Lorian took a cautious step closer, his sword drawn. “It’s always something, isn’t it? Blood, time, memories… or worse.”Amara nodded, gripping her daggers tightly. “We can’t leave without knowing what this thing is guarding. But we can’t afford to be reckless either.”The ground trembled beneath their feet, and the swirling energy in the chasm began to rise, forming ghostly apparitions. They looked human but moved unnaturally, their forms flickering as though they were caught between realms.“Those aren’t just shadows,” Lorian muttered, his voice taut with unease.“They’re echoes,” Am
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Chapter 58: Tempest of the Revenants
The storm churned across the horizon like a living beast, its roars echoing through the canyon. Lightning forked through the sky, illuminating the jagged cliffs and casting sinister shadows across the group. The oppressive energy of the storm weighed heavily on Evans, Amara, Lorian, and Miriam as they stood at the canyon’s edge, their relics pulsating in uneasy synchronization.“We need to move,” Amara urged, gripping the crystalline shard tighter. “That storm isn’t going to wait for us.”“Move where?” Lorian shot back, his eyes locked on the swirling tempest. “It’s heading straight for us. We’ll be caught no matter what.”Evans stepped forward, his gaze fixed on the storm. “It’s not a storm,” he said grimly. “It’s a message.”Miriam’s head snapped toward him, her brow furrowed. “What do you mean?”“It’s them,” Evans said, his voice heavy with certainty. “The Revenants know we’ve taken the relics, and they’re coming to claim them.”Last Updated : 2025-01-14Read more
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Chapter 59: The Last Trial
The pulsating Void Relic weighed heavily in Evans’ palm, its dark energy a constant reminder of the trials they’d endured—and those that still awaited them. The shadowy aura of the relic seemed to whisper in his mind, its power both alluring and terrifying. He clenched his fist around it, willing the temptation to subside, but the voice in his head only grew louder.“One relic remains. The final trial is upon you. Will you embrace your destiny, or be consumed by it?”Evans took a deep breath, his resolve hardening. “I’m not turning back now,” he muttered under his breath, though the words felt hollow. The stakes had never been higher. Each relic they obtained brought them closer to victory—yet each step forward seemed to draw them deeper into a web of darkness.Miriam’s weakened voice broke through his thoughts. “Evans, are you… are you okay?”He turned to find her sitting on the ground, her staff still glowing faintly but her energy visibly drain
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Chapter 60: Breaking the Curse
The palace had fallen silent as Evans stood in the center of the grand hall, the weight of the crown pressing against his skull. The cursed relic that had so long haunted his family’s lineage, a dark force that had twisted their very bloodline, was now in his hands.The air was thick with an unnatural energy. Shadows writhed and pulsed at the edges of the room as though they could sense the crown’s presence. Even the noblemen and women gathered in the hall had begun to act strangely, their expressions hardened by the dark magic that had crept into their lives through the relic.The memory of the shadowy figure in the void, the one that had taunted him, still echoed in Evans's mind. “Bravery without caution is foolishness. Every step you take draws you closer to ruin.”Evans felt that weight again, but now it was heavier than before, not just on his body, but on his very soul. He had faced battles with armies, fought monsters and enemies that wished him dea
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