All Chapters of Trash to Throne: Chapter 131
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Chapter 125 – Prison of Fire
Adrian’s chest heaved as the sight fixed him in place. The throne loomed vast and oppressive, carved from bone and obsidian, veins of molten crimson pulsing within it like a living heart.Upon it sat his reflection reborn taller, darker, its frame draped in tattered regal robes stitched from shadows. The crown of fire burned brighter, threaded now with strands of gold.Emily’s gold. Her essence flickered like a lantern trapped inside, her voice echoing weakly from the creature’s chest.“…Adrian…”The sound ripped through him. Rage and terror surged in equal measure, but the reflection only leaned forward, resting its chin on a clawed hand, smirking with Adrian’s own lips.“Do you see now? She was never your strength. She was mine. Her flame was always meant to complete me.”Adrian’s lightning stormed violently, his whole body trembling under the strain. His side wound still burned, bleeding arcs of energy into the void. But his spear materialized nonetheless, scarlet bolts dancing alo
Chapter 126 – The Heir Ascends
The void buckled like glass under a hammer. Adrian stumbled, Emily clutching his arm, both barely upright. Their flames lightning and gold still sparked, but thin, wavering, guttering at the edges.In front of them, the reflection stood reborn. Its body was a lattice of broken chains fused into armor, jagged spines arcing from its back.Where fractures had once bled light, the Abyss itself poured in, filling the cracks with living shadow. Its crown no longer resembled flame, it was a burning halo of shattered steel, every spike humming with molten fire.The face was half-Adrian, half-nightmare. His own eyes stared back, but darker, suffused with both crimson and abyssal black.It gripped its spear of blackened fire, dragging it along the ground as sparks of molten stone hissed beneath. The voice that emerged was no longer just a mirror. It was legion Adrian, Emily, the Abyss, all braided into one.“I am no vessel. I am no shadow. I am the Heir.” The void shuddered as if bowing to it.
Chapter 127 – Shackles of the Crown
The scream echoed until it no longer belonged to him. Adrian’s lightning ripped through the void, but the chains that impaled him drank it hungrily, swallowing storm after storm.Each link glowed hotter, each shackle biting deeper into his flesh until blood and sparks mixed as one. His body hung crucified in the spiral, dragged ever closer to the burning halo above the Heir’s head.The Heir’s laughter shook the ruins apart. It wasn’t a sound so much as a verdict iron striking iron, a crown forging itself out of their agony.“Do you feel it?” the reflection boomed, voice warping with every word. “Every scream is a note in my hymn. Every wound makes the crown whole.”Emily’s golden flame flared as she threw herself upward, shards blazing into a storm of knives. They streaked across the collapsing sky, a thousand suns screaming down toward the Heir.The Heir lifted one chained arm. The blades bent before touching him, folding midair into molten fragments that spiraled harmlessly into the
Chapter 128 – The Crowned Abyss
The light didn’t fade. It burned through the void, searing away shadow, searing away stone, until there was nothing left but the sound of chains rattling like war drums.Emily’s body convulsed in the bindings, her fire sputtering as molten hooks bit deeper into her flesh. She thrashed, screamed, roared until her throat bled, but the chains only tightened, feeding on her flame.Above her, Adrian hung in silence.The crown had pierced straight through his chest, jagged spokes impaling him from all sides. His lightning no longer raged, it poured upward into the halo, streams of storm feeding the abyssal fire until it blazed like a newborn sun.The Heir stood beneath it, arms raised high, the broken mask of his face glowing molten white. His voice rang like iron on iron, resonant and final:“At last. The storm is mine. The crown is mine. The Heir is whole!”The void trembled. Space itself warped inward, collapsing around the burning coronation. Chains stretched outward into infinity, link
Chapter 129 – Storm Within Chains
The world stopped. Chains froze mid-rattle. The crown’s flames quivered. Even the Heir’s fractured laughter strangled in his throat as Adrian’s eyes blazed open.They weren’t the same eyes that had hung lifeless a heartbeat ago. They were storms. Unfathomable, furious, and unbroken.Emily gasped, her chest tightening so hard it nearly cracked her ribs. The spear in her hands trembled, its fire flickering in response to that gaze.“Adrian…”His lips parted. Words didn’t escape not in sound. Instead, lightning tore free, arcs of raw storm that snapped across the chains binding him, across the abyss itself.The crown screamed. Yes screamed. Not metal, not flame. A voice. Endless voices. A chorus of chained worlds howling at once, forced to bow beneath a storm they could not contain.The Heir staggered backward, clawing at his chest where Emily’s spear still burned through him. His molten grin warped into a snarl.“No. NO! You are not awake! You are MINE!”He raised his arm and the throne
Chapter 130 – Chains of the Crown
The silence that followed was worse than the battle. Emily’s ears rang, her breath ragged, her fire barely a flicker. She dragged herself across the broken ground, every movement tearing new wounds open. But none of it mattered.Her gaze was fixed on him.Adrian stood in the ruins, lightning crawling endlessly across his body, the jagged crown fused into his chest pulsing with sickening rhythm. With each throb, the void around him rippled as though reality itself was bowing.His storm burned bright yet at its edges, threads of abyssal black seeped through, curling like smoke into the cracks of his flesh.Emily’s voice broke as she reached out, blood staining her lips. “Adrian… it’s over. Come back to me.”But his eyes were closed, his fists trembling at his sides.Inside, Adrian staggered. He thought he had shattered the crown. He thought the chains had broken. But here, in the hollow of his soul, they still lingered.Voices endless voices. Louder now, deafening. “Heir. Vessel. Crown-
Chapter 131 – The Old Darkness
The world didn’t end in fire or lightning. It ended in silence.The ruins of the void stopped collapsing, frozen mid-crumble, as though time itself had been pinned in place. Dust hung unmoving in the air. Fragments of stone hovered without falling.And then the cracks spread. Adrian staggered, Emily clutching him tightly, both staring as the shattered emptiness around them peeled away like broken glass. Behind it was not shadow, not abyssal flame something far worse.A black so absolute it devoured even memory of light.Emily’s fire sputtered instantly, shrinking to a trembling ember in her palm. Her voice came out a whisper. “That’s… not the Abyss.”Adrian’s storm flickered weakly. His chest still burned from where the crown had been ripped free, lightning stuttering in his veins. But the moment his eyes locked onto the darkness, his body froze.It wasn’t just void. It was presence. It was watching. From the cracks, a sound rose. Not a roar, not a shriek something worse.A low, reson
Chapter 132 – The Unbroken
The storm did not explode outward. It imploded. Lightning folded inward on itself, a cyclone of white-hot arcs spiraling around Adrian’s body, compressing tighter and tighter until it roared like the birth of a star.Every chain that touched him disintegrated on contact burned not by fire, but by absolute refusal.Adrian’s scream ripped through the void as he hurled himself at the Old Darkness, spear reformed from his storm, lightning jagged and wild.He struck. The impact lit the hollow world brighter than any sun. For one breathless instant everything stopped.The chains froze. The ground held. Even the figure of the Old Darkness stilled, its jagged crown halo flickering.Emily shielded her eyes against the brilliance. Her body shook, blood dripping from her lips, golden flame barely clinging to her skin. But when she looked, her heart lurched.Adrian was standing there, spear buried in the figure’s chest. Lightning tore across the silhouette’s body, splitting the void with cracks o
Chapter 133 – The Halo’s Maw
The world was collapsing. Not with the slow inevitability of ruin, but with the tearing shriek of existence being ripped apart. The void buckled inward, stone fragments disintegrating into ash as the halo devoured everything.And at the center of it, Adrian hung in the chains. Every link pulsed with an alien heartbeat, each throb dragging him closer to the crown’s spinning vortex.His arms were stretched wide, blood pouring from the punctures in his shoulders, ribs cracking under the strain. Lightning tried to surge from his veins, but each spark was instantly consumed by the chains.Below him, Emily staggered to her knees. Her golden fire flickered like a dying ember, her body swaying as if the weight of her own existence was too much to carry.“Adrian!” Her voice tore from her throat, raw and breaking. “Fight it! Don’t let it take you!”Adrian gritted his teeth, eyes blazing even as blood streaked down his face. His body convulsed with the effort of resisting, but the chains tighten
Chapter 134 – The Last Ember
The void screamed. Not with sound, but with the silence of annihilation. The black sun of the halo stretched wider, its skeletal hands descending like titans, their clawed fingers blotting out all that remained of light.Each hand left streaks of absence in the air, places where existence itself unraveled.Beneath them, Adrian lay broken. His storm sputtered in flickers, sparks across torn flesh. His chest rose and fell raggedly, lightning bleeding from his wounds like dying breath.Emily held him, her golden fire blazing despite her body unraveling piece by piece. Her form stuttered between flame and flesh, her edges dissolving into embers that swirled into the void.But still she stood. Her voice cracked as she screamed at the abyss itself. “You can’t have him!”The first skeletal hand came down. Emily’s fire erupted upward, her body vanishing into a blinding pillar of gold. She held her arms high, flame forging into a dome that met the claws with a shriek of burning shadow.The imp