All Chapters of THE MAFIA'S FORGOTTEN SON: Chapter 101
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Chapter One Hundred and One – The Breaking Crown
Roland’s corpse hit the earth with a dull thud, The silence that followed was unbearable. The battlefield that had roared with violence moments ago fell into hushed awe. Dynasties stared, wolves whimpered, even the air itself seemed to freeze.And at the center, Denilson stood trembling, his mismatched eyes blazing, his hand clamped over the wound Roland’s broken blade had carved into his golden eye. Blood ran black and bright, dripping down his face in molten streaks.The Hybrid Crown above his head sparked, its black-gold thorns fracturing, shards of energy raining into the air.“ROLAND!” he screamed again, his voice layered in agony, grief, and void.The earth shattered beneath his feet. Lightning of void and light ripped across the sky. His scream was not just sound, it was power, raw and consuming, burning the battlefield into chaos.Jenna crawled to Roland’s lifeless body, clutching him to her chest. Her tears soaked his scorched fur, her sobs breaking against the silence.“Don’
Chapter One Hundred and Two – The Eye That Remembers
The battlefield was gone, What had once been earth was now a crater miles wide, still steaming, the air itself trembling as if reality wanted to collapse.Dynasties who had not been erased lay scattered in piles of ash and broken bone. Wolves limped at the edges of the ruin, their whimpers lost in the silence.At the center, Denilson knelt, his body charred and broken, yet impossibly still alive. His golden eye burned. His void eye smoldered. And between them, his forehead split open into a third eye, an eye that was both and neither, black-gold swirling in a storm without end.When it opened fully, the world tilted.Every survivor dropped to their knees instantly, not in reverence, but because their bones would not hold them upright. Dynasts coughed blood, wolves howled low, even the air vibrated as though it too obeyed, And Denilson smiled.“Now I remember everything.”Jenna stood trembling at the crater’s edge, her hands bloodstained from Roland, her body weak, glow extinguished. S
Chapter One Hundred and Three – The Other Half
Jenna staggered backward, her eyes wide with terror, tears streaking her face.“What… what is that?” she whispered, though some part of her already knew.Denilson’s third eye blazed, its glow pulsing in rhythm with the thing rising from the rift. He didn’t move, didn’t flinch. He only watched as if staring into a mirror.“My other half,” he repeated softly. “The Crown stripped from me long ago. The Prime… made flesh.”The battlefield moaned as dynasts collapsed in hysteria, their foreheads pounding into the dirt until blood spilled. Wolves wailed, scattering to the horizon.The thing pulled itself higher,a torso of swirling black-gold storms, its head forming from void-light and bone, crowned with jagged spires that stretched into the sky. When its eyes opened, they were endless pits of black sun.The world bent beneath its gaze.“DENILSON!” Jenna screamed, her voice raw. She shoved herself to her feet, stumbling across the shattered stone toward him. “Don’t let it in! Don’t let it ta
Chapter One Hundred and Four – Into the Crown
Jenna gasped. Her body dropped onto obsidian ground, slick with light that wasn’t light, shadow that wasn’t shadow. An endless void stretched above her, yet it shimmered like a sky full of golden cracks.“Where” she whispered, clutching her chest.Then she heard it, The sound of footsteps. Heavy, Endless, Echoing across eternity.Her head snapped up, and there he was.Denilson stood at the far end of the void, his crown fractured above him, his third eye blazing like a black sun. He looked both infinite and broken, a god wearing human skin.“Jenna,” he said softly. His voice echoed everywhere at once.“You followed.”Her knees trembled, but she forced herself to stand.“I didn’t follow,” she snapped, tears burning her face. “I refused to let you go.”Denilson tilted his head, his lips twitching with the ghost of a smile.“This is the Crown’s core,” he said. “The place where I end… or begin. You shouldn’t be here. Mortals cannot bear it.”Her glow flickered faintly, fragile wings of li
Chapter One Hundred and Five – Chains of Eternity
The chains pulled harder. His fingers spread, power gathering like black lightning in his palm. Jenna’s skin blistered in the waves of force radiating from him, yet she didn’t flinch.She took a step closer, Then another, And another.Every step sent blood streaming from her feet, staining the void.The titan behind him roared. Its voice wasn’t sound, it was law. It rattled through Denilson’s skull, through the very fabric of the void.“OBEY.”Chains erupted from the ground, latching onto Denilson’s arms, legs, spine. His body jerked forward like a puppet, his mouth spilling blood.“Jenna” His voice cracked, splintered, layered with something not his own. “I… can’t”“You can!” she screamed. Her wings of light shook, half-broken, feathers scattering like fireflies in the darkness. “You’ve always been stronger than them. You’re not theirs. You’re mine!”The words slammed into him harder than the chains. His golden eye flickered. His void eye snarled. The third eye, however, burned brigh
Chapter One Hundred and Six – The Fractured Soul
Denilson’s body shot forward, faster than lightning, Jenna barely had time to gasp before his hand clamped around her throat, slamming her onto the obsidian ground. Her wings of light sputtered against the pressure as cracks webbed beneath her skull.“Denilson!” she choked, clawing at his wrist. His grip tightened, merciless, veins glowing black-gold as though molten chains pulsed inside him. His third eye burned, blank and hollow, staring down at her with an alien cruelty.The Prime stepped closer, its smile carved into the void like a scar.“Yes,” it whispered. “Strangle her. End her. Let me watch you break what keeps you weak.”Denilson’s golden eye flickered faintly. For a heartbeat, just a heartbeat, his fingers trembled.Jenna seized the opening. Her hands pressed against his chest again, pouring light into him, into the cracks that bled shadow.“Come back!” she cried. “I know you’re in there!”His scream tore out, half his, half the Prime’s. His grip loosened an inch, then tigh
Chapter One Hundred and Seven – The Blade Falls
The void split with the scream of eternity as Denilson’s blade descended.Jenna closed her eyes, bracing for the pain, for the end, for the sound of her own life tearing apart. She had no shield, no strength left, only love blazing raw in her chest.The blade struck, But not her.Blood sprayed hot against her cheek, not hers, but his.Denilson’s scream ripped through the void as the black blade plunged, not into Jenna, but into his own side. His body convulsed violently, the weapon sinking deeper until it burst out through his ribs.The Prime’s smile faltered.“You”Denilson staggered, clutching the blade with one hand, his own blood pouring over Jenna’s trembling fingers as she caught him before he collapsed fully. His eyes lifted to hers, gold flickering faintly inside the void’s blackness.“I told you…” he rasped, his voice broken but defiant. “No crown commands me.”The Prime roared. The sound shook the void apart, chains rattling violently across the titan’s body.“You would woun
Chapter One Hundred and Eight – Into the Abyss
The chains swallowed him, Denilson’s outstretched hand slipped from Jenna’s fingers, dragged downward into the chasm of shadows that split the void. His scream faded into the depths until only silence remained.Jenna collapsed to her knees at the edge, her nails raking into the obsidian ground. “DENILSON!” Her voice shattered across the infinite dark, raw and wild. “Don’t you leave me!”The abyss roared back, a black hurricane rising from its depths. Chains surged upward like serpents, snapping at her wrists, her wings, her throat.The Prime’s broken voice echoed from below, jagged and merciless. “If you want him, come and die with him.”Jenna’s tears streamed freely. Her wings flickered, feathers burning to ash, but she spread them anyway. Her body shook, bones creaking under the abyss’s pull.She knew the abyss wasn’t just darkness. It was everything the Crown had cast away, hatred, despair, endless hunger. No mortal could enter it and return whole, But she didn’t hesitate, She thre
Chapter One Hundred and Nine – Chains of the Crown
The world vanished, Silence pressed on Jenna’s ears until she thought she’d gone deaf. The abyss was gone, the screaming winds, the devouring shadows, the Prime’s laughter, all erased in a single heartbeat.Yet the chains remained, They cut into her wrists and ankles, biting deeper every time she struggled. She tried to scream, but her throat was locked tight, her chest crushed by iron bands.She wasn’t floating anymore. She was standing. The void had shifted.A floor stretched beneath her, smooth, white, endless, like glass polished to eternity. No walls. No ceiling. Just blinding light. Her head snapped up. Denilson stood across from her.He was bound exactly the same way. Chains coiled around his chest, shoulders, legs, throat. His golden eye dimmed, his third eye shut. His body trembled, weak, but alive.“Denilson!” Jenna’s voice broke free, ragged, desperate. She tried to run, to tear toward him, but the chains yanked her back so violently her bones cracked.Blood sprayed from he
Chapter One Hundred and Ten – The Wrath of the Crown
The chains fell silent, Denilson knelt in the blinding white void, Jenna’s limp body in his arms, her warmth fading by the second. The molten shackles that bound her glowed brighter, dragging her deeper into the abyss with each pulse.“No… no, no, no!” His voice cracked, broken with a terror he hadn’t felt since the night he lost her the first time. His arms wrapped tighter, refusing to let her go, even as the chains tore at his flesh.The Prime circled them slowly, its golden robes whispering across the glass floor. It wore his face, smiling with the cruel serenity of a god.“This is balance,” it said softly. “Her sin, her choice, her chains. You are free because she is not. Rejoice, Denilson Franfurt. The abyss has already chosen its queen.”Denilson’s golden eye flared, but the third eye in his forehead remained sealed, unresponsive. Rage boiled under his skin, clawing, begging to be unleashed.He shook Jenna harder, his blood mixing with hers. “Wake up! Jenna, don’t you dare leave